Lyrics:
pocket
For any nigga that think that I'm fuckin' rockin
Gotta keep your heat, cause it's cold in the streets
Keep a small circle, gotta move to discreet
str8 to sleep
Niggas kno my squad ain't weak
Nigga kno I got keep it yea the streets
Ride fast to the money yea the streets kno
A nigga Don't play
matter of fact, I don't even care
They play, we take their blick, they muggin, ian enn got on my ski
Tryna see who all they with I'm fast with it when I
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
Aye
Watch
What
You
Say
My shordys yeah
They Don't Play
Call up the plug
Call up the plug
Call up the plug
Aye
Call up mr dope man ask him
get dizzy, keep spinnin
Can't let her play me, can't let her slide me
Don't think you my hero, so I can't let you save me
Head up to a screen, this
all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
That go for each and everyone of you
yeah
I play the trenches, the trenches
I'm from the trench, yeah
We go boatin' on lakes like Mr frank, yeah
I'm feedin’ off of the hate
And I should
We from the streets, where we don't really play, lil' nigga
I'm ready for war. Nigga, you scared? Nigga, I ain't scared
I'm ready for war. I'm ready
'm making money when I'm out
They be funny with they style
They don't get me, you do...
And all I need is lil mama to keep the energy New Edition when rain
thing
Young, dumb, and full of cum
Lil crazy ass nigga, homie where you from
I bang the bet, bang the set
Tat on my neck, teck on deck
Yeh yeh
thing
Young, dumb, and full of cum
Lil crazy ass nigga, homie where you from
I bang the bet, bang the set
Tat on my neck, teck on deck
Yeh yeh
feat. Lil Dreamer, Mr. Capone-E, Snapper
[Mr. Capone-E] *Talkin*
Ay Dreamer you got your tape?
[Dreamer] *Talkin*
Let's do this shit
[Mr
to live another day
Get the fuck out of my way when I lyricly slay
Bring it on all my foes
Mr. Shadow be the one that be killing mothafuckas
Like told shove
and keep it spinning
Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction
Bitch I'm goin in I won't stop by any means
Wrist watch gold teeth yeah I feel like Mr. Clean
Write a couple hits, I'ma do it for the team
Cock
pop up in a nigga mentions
I remember staying on the soufside catching plays by the Mrs. Winners
These niggas really beginners
Drop a dot and my niggas
Mack Mittens and Hov'
Don't make me relapse
Back to the block with the fo'
Cuz this street shit is all I know
hide from the fame
I'm seein it mane, I'm seein vain
Damn that's my nigga 10 deep in the game mane
You hit the streets with Cane
Hit the streets in
with some demons, that shit on the daily
Get out body and I say it's a go
They gon play and that nigga gon lay
I ain't playing with a nigga, I don't play
Weezy
They say I'm off the heezy
And I tell the dog hoe don't dont you be greedy
My name is Lil Weezy
They say I'm off the heezy
And I tell the dog
P's on that street like it's Sesame
Black and successful
So they arrest us
So they harass us
It's like yo people wasn't married you lil bastard
I need
'm taxin it
My youngeen a scammer he'll play with ya taxes
My bitch boujee she only get waxes
And she get active fuck around up in traffic
Mrs. Don't give
I'ma catch him, I don't care if it's in ten years (21)
Lost my bruddas to the street, we gon' slide
Kill some, go home and shed tears (true story)
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