Lyrics:
how it go
You live and you die by that street code
In the heat of the moment you can't froze
Well atleast you ain't supposed
Stop tellin these niggas
I said it den I meant it
Niggas be faking for the world ain't did shit Nigga just dreamt it
All dey work dey get from me
So don't be fooled by dey IG
My name is ra and my audience
Is
Rebels in
Hiphop purist loners stoners and
Dem neutrons
Man
Fly ladies gangstas that need
Some smooth
To move
to the side, standing on my own two feet
A couple weeks ain't got no sleep I feel my soul leaving
Sometimes my days go by slow I don't feel like eating
Told my
round nigga
These niggas talm bout some switches
I fuck wit binary triggers
Me and KJ in da club
And we just blowing money
We surrounded by bitches
They
to the sky
At my dong They wanna rip it in half, I'm tryna Get
Along And nigga wanna L, nigga, I'm tryna get a
Blunt Nigga, I'm tryna get it on so we can
And by the night, it's static
We don't want no charter, nigga
When I have my kid, everything I do is for my daughter, nigga
I'm thinking that it's 08
was shot dead or shot injured badly
I'll split that in small pieces
Gangsta, who really throw
Like, who tryna go meet they bro
Tired of smoking that
what am I influenced by?
Shit, for the most part, I would just say Hip-Hop
Influenced by, like Hip-Hop and Gangsta shit
Can you elaborate?
Smart people
the hell on
Ion really need you by me
Bud of weed real strong
So much smoke it's looking cloudy
Pour drink in the styrofoam
Watch out nigga I'm finna down it
Back with another banger, I ain't talkin' Sosa Chamber
One day, I'ma make it, sittin' rich with all my gangsta
They said that we wouldn't do it, now
knew my body why the grudge
Did it to yourself I been showed you who I was
Soak my eyes to prince I been crying amongst the doves
Gangsta's paradise I'm
they fall On
Ain't gonna let by gon be by gon
They were on my tail for so long
Deleting day can't be prolong
Lasser on my chopper green shit On
No filter
[Intro: Dedric]
Hahah
Gyeah
Aye wassup with that gangsta shit
Make that shit poppin
Let that shit be brackin like... on the east side, on the Wessyde
thuggish minds turned out by the street
I couldn't see it while I was outside slangin my rocks
servin' death to my people, commitin the ultimate evil
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
with my tee on
Beat her in the morning by the kitchen with the tea on
Thirty birds comin' in Atlanta, just like Deon
Nigga wanna argue on the net,
am I? You ask
The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz
In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life
(and the wounds)
sweet, pretty beach I call the summer,
Lotta homies pass,
See em in the future,
Moneys so fast, on the gas, never neutral,
Gotta keep a shooter while
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
this green so bad I'm dehydratin'
Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin'
Shot a man twice in the back when he tried escapin'
I want
ain't got nothing to do with rap
Check the facts, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks
Your government's gangster, so cut
the lot fo' lockin' it and you know that im co-rocking it
Shoebox full of money with a sock in it
And we celebrating the ghetto by popping it
So no
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