Lyrics:
Flash out I ain't gotta pull no mag out
Fucking with this little bitch who got some ass shots
Seen you bitch niggas fold like laptops
I seen you hoe
get mad when they just see us up
Z8 and Wisdom yeah we boutta blow up
I give a fuck about a hater 'cause you know I grown up
I don't really give a fuck
you put us on a list your name would be crossed and mine underlined
I’m on that grind, you can’t relate
Like NSYNC, I say ‘Bye, Bye Bye’
Nothing worth
remember seeing "Our War" that shit hit me so deep
Fakie spinning, Blaze keep spitting, reppin' red like WillyG
Manifested F-a-Z-e by name and my GT
This is
Smoke with me
Steady, blazin' weed, by the b-a-g'z
Cold G'z got your eyeballs spinnin', hoe winnin'
Flashin' me the tongue ring
Hopin' that she can get in
all y'all singing
[Hook - 8x]
[Z-Ro]
I use to wonder how and why, my life was bad
Wanted to be anything, except like my dad
My apple fell far from
the bike that I copped from my younger cousin
'Cause that cat is up in class like a nickel and he wasn't
I'm concentratin' on these moves that I'ma soon be
The sound is repeat red
Sounds like a broken record
A scratched CD
Claim that I'm outdated
I don't know these streets
That's saying Birdman never sold a key
i dont know
Runtz smoke till i choke smelling like pack i just jumped out a wraith
I dropped a six on the bnb the piece died i overstayed
Four fours
strapped up like Navy
That hoe been fuckin', you can tell she shady
I ain't really tripping, and everything all gravy
Racks in my face, got cake, got cheese
kick rocks fuck you
Don't mind me with my untied shoes
No kick game
But to me J's is more like Papes
Y'all need play by play
My ideas is strange
Young
I'll run you down just like a hungry cheetah
You slam the ground so hard, you'll be screaming for your mamacita
When I meet her, gonna feature, the story
call the shots
Eight One Dreaming that was the lifestyle for all of us
Conversations with Muff man, like B you know we rhyme harder
They ain't better
vact is none stop
daily stackes to the top
???
keep my hoes by the flock
[15] - Who rides like me come wrapped that tightly
L be's moving by the ton
Zane]
You see we real niggas (real niggas)
And confrontation make us kill niggas (kill niggas)
Our style make them bitches feel niggas (feel niggas)
Doctor strange when it bangs
Orangutan slang
Till my frames in the grave
With the
A-D-Z-K
You a slave on refrains
With a cage on ya brain
When it
front of me, use me then go p-pushing behind
You'd rather die then let em put us side by side
Because I get your heart r-racing and you just flatline
I
Swear by cllah .. y'all 12 police /
( certained ain't no clothing like glesc )
Holy temple I ran the ball wit my cleets /
Grade thrift auto it's bitch
from A to Z
And now my Mother's giving me
Animal crackers in my soup
Monkeys and rabbits loop the loop
Gosh, oh gee! but I have fun
Swallowing animals
YDNA
(Hello?)
Charge a picture like Goku, nigga
My clique stay focused, bifocals with us
Keep blue flags on us like O.T. Genesis
Yo bitch stay
them vapors
All assorted flavors
Breathing heavy like Darth Vader
Need my light saber to light what I rolled
Smoking to me ain't ever getting old
Pass
Majin Vegeta
These diva will leave us once we look past their features
Like oh you cheater and beater and eater can't keep her
The streets can keep her
like a jet ski
Quick jab (opening up like), Big Sab aw no
Pulling a gun on all why'all, disrespect me and fall down
This here my neck of the woods,
a motherfucker
Real street nigga I ain't nothing like these other suckers(Na)
How much the club cost I mite by this motherfucker
Have the feds park right
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