Lyrics:
Since I'm the bad guy
And I'm gonna be the best damn bad guy that I can be
You see around
Scared to tell you what's on their mind
Most of the niggas
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
You ain't been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me when I took ya in
You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted
me where her heart was at
I'm like nah what the face like
Yea I'm a straight shot
I'm a thorough nigga but I'm a great guy
In a old car a new paint job
(Mojo, that motherfucker crazy)
Get money (haan)
I tell you niggas
Niggas can't tell me shit, nigga (nothin')
How the fuck I'ma listen
chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
(Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
Look into the deadest tree, tell me baby what you
bungee, get lost in the muddy
I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy
Where's the love if you love me?
And the sky keep on callin', the drugs I
'd like to get to know?
Slow your roll i can tell
You're tryna take me home
But there are seven things about me
That I think you should know
See there's
What do you want
That guy over there's been following me
That guy over there Sure I'll take care of him
Hey buddy you can't be here
What me
Yeah
Oh no no
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
he's been snatched by me now
We are full search, for sure
He is so totally tubular, (we want your guy)
Who is, who is that? Who else is on the line?
(Jesus)
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (Lord)
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Donnie, Ye, what up n-?
Out all day
Minding my own
Getting kinda late
So I headed home
Said I'd stop by
So I showed up
Whats's that there in your cup
Stay but a minute
Then
being true to his own art
And that is where his life ends
And his legend starts
Oh, Buddy the Kid
I'll tell you what he did
Buddy the Kid
Oh, Buddy
he's been snatched by me now
We are full search, for sure
He is so totally tubular, (we want your guy)
Who is, who is that? Who else is on the line?
Oh buddy, what I do is make more money
Dear teacher, your probably somewhere near a speaker
I'm balling outta control, can you hear my sneakers
Fuck
down
Showed me loyalty then I'll be stepping u my bro now
Ain't hearing what nobody say
Juss be posted by the gate
When I say spray you tell him spray
and straight
Edges and reaching so hard for
Some soul nicki destroyed them
This is what she does she takes a pretty good
Song, wait's until you are
Popping
me
It hits way different when you know some ns could turn for hoes but
Fuck it my n thats how it goes
Regardless of what happens my ns still know
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
After this I'll probably go and beat my meat again
Call into work, "Tell the other guy to "go in"
Better work this shift with me
I'm sicker you can check
hit me like
"Goodz I'ma tell Cass' get ready"
I said, "Good 'cause the casket ready"
How you The Hustla but
Lookin' like the customer?
Man don't you
Now tell me, how do you two work together?
Oh, may I answer that?
Please
How do we work together? Sure
He goes-
And I go-
And soon
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