Lyrics:
a U-Haul upstate
I don't care if he disabled or the nigga gay
I got my ski mask creepin' on these scary niggas
Young Nola comin' from the bank with six
he call whenever he in town
I love the Lewis family, my cousin Marvin too
Uncle Marvin, Big Marvin, you know this story true
Yeah, I'm in this a lot
work at the pharmacy, free drink
That's a lick i just hit a lick
Gotta move with bands already on E
Talking that big money shit gonna
Get yo ass stained
everything
I just makin' ma new album
이걸 보여주길 바래 so please mask on
모두의 입술 막힌 정돈 94
나머지 6으로 숨쉴 수 밖에 밖에 서로가
거릴 두지 이대로는 너의 향길 잊을 것만 같아
맞댔던 손과 함성 I'm about
My nigga take a risk
I put that money otf and then I make it flip
My brother pouring out the pint he finna face a six
I'm smokin cookie out the zip
So many good reviews off of Bastard
I celebrated
Getting masturbated by my pastor
Now he's in a plastic, on the kitchen table
Near a bowl of Lucky
one call for my dealer
In a hall of war
In the summertime we still do
Four wheelers Rich Porter
Brick orders one nigga won six quarters
Still fuck
Ayy yeah
Ayy look
Most of you niggas my enemies
No, you can never be kin to me
I keep a Glock for these niggas that's
Six feet deep in the dirt
They
Awooooo
Chale we ready
We ain't going nowhere
Going nowhere, yeah
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
We Level'N Up
Level up here by any means
a big pass
Scary nights, we call this Six Flags
Yeah, this fright night, this the H, get your sprite right
Remain calm, watch for bright lights, keep
and years
Watch them years go by on fire
(This is your time)
(Their time is done, it's over)
(I'm sick and tired)
Poor girl
(Screw ups, this is your
It's Friday night on the streets of L.A.
I'm goin' out, been hangin' round the house all day
So I take me a shower, dress like a big daddy
Stop
all run naked backwards through a field of dicks
Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit, that's word to B.I.G
I dreamt we owned the world, but I've
Back in the projects
Back in the projects
I lost it all
Now I'm back in the projects
Big shots, hardcore drugs
Everything crooked, what you
tight
Your Mama's as good a wife and Mama as she can be
And your Sister's puttin' that sweet stuff on everybody in town but me
Your Brother was
BFB and Dice Soho, this shit big reckless
Michigan opp said he gon' slide
Bitch I'm in Texas
Call my bitch Fivio Foreign
'cause the bitch wetty
Wanna
than my hoes, I need a real bitch
And Yay the only nigga that I trust, we standing twelve to six
Last check got paid for fifty plus the ice, I should
got drugs, got the sun and the moon
We got big city plans but it always rains
And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name
I said momma was
and territory issues
By any means necessary, so in your chest I bury two buck shots
so who got six niggaz next to carry
off these wanna be's, niggas they
m'assurer qu'j'touchdown
J'fais un low blow sur ta lil baby comme dans SmackDown
Big Trill connu comme le shérif dans toute la town
J'dois rien à personne
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
scare souls setting off the sniffer dogs
Messin up the x-ray detection I move unseen
Untouchable spectre still I feel unclean
Shanty towns fly by like
her after the show
Her pussy gon' be filled up
With semen and spit
I'm in Queens getting rich
But I rep the Bean till I'm stiff
LAW town where I lean
hard rain
Living in the city, know the streets by name
Take a walk with me, come and feel my pain
See what I see, come and get my glimpse
Dig a little
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