Lyrics:
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
me what the race is
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them by their places
See it
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish
as a kid
Glad I still live
Leaky my faucet is always on drip
Don't know how to fix it
Too much drank in my cup
I do not sippy
Know that I'm tipsy
Barely
on gold dust
Nigga say he want smoke til the nigga really showed up
Interrogated by twelve I act like ion know nun
And I'm knowing they gone hate it new
you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"
of redemptive violence ain't taught us much.
We mask it with a banner, of 'In God We Trust'
Never stopping to ask what would it be like if it were us
Truthfully
switching positions often
I'm sloppy dropping to the bottom of a bottle like I'm Joplin
So now I'm off, L.A. Soda makes me cough
When I hit the mic I'm about
don't come over here actin' all funny cause I don't feel like laughin' today
It's over (You feel me) that way
Come mix it with soda my babe
Ain't gettin'
is fake
Like Janet Jackson’s nose
I’m selling that real live shit
And you could get hurt
You’re selling that fake shit like
The Home Shopping Network
change what makes you live
So why you tell me to switch
And wonder why it's hard to forgive
Cause when death was the mish
I changed my vizz
I felt to small
Yeah...one time!
The world is yours and mines let us define the times
We ought to live this crooked life
The world is yours and mines let us define
wheels here
You trying to cut our lights out like we don't live here
Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us
When we get them hammers, go on call
like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still
like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still
act like jerks to you and cut your heart in half
Don't let them get to you cuz you're too lucky of a catch
To care for boys like them so don't you cry
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
and glazed to threaten us
With purpose in their lives
Ah... Ah...
Ha Ha Ha
We drug their snacks at work
Mix hormones in kids lunch at school
Don't be a pill,
Fighting like a grizzly but no kid should bare that
Nk you make the best plays
Going back in time to where I made some of my best tapes
Swimming in money was
than 2 seats
Teach dem kids how to behave
And we them to believe
I'ma Dad!
Round da clock 24 / 7
I'm dat D A DD Y
My code name I live by
They be like
And are making some nice figures like a gym will do And like Sandra Bland, my band be changing lanes Without a signal at all, now you want us to hang? You
the soda really potent
Got the juice I know she want a drop
Being in the moment
Day trip to the moma
That shit always bring us closer
Baby always gotta love
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
nature to keep Robin like Givens
For real doe, bring your steel bro'
Kill or be killed jerk - you don't know
So that leaves ya screwed like a dildo
I
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
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