Lyrics:
"Come by"
You tell me things changed and I know you lie
I came by last week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out talking all that stuff
Next
repenting
Wolfpak til the death nigga it's a life sentence
I'm Lebron chasing his fifth ring,
But I'm motivated by Launch beats and ginseng
Ask around
(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime
a black leader appears on the horizon
with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut
on the game
I suppose what you're spittin' is flames, cowards
Knew your crew was vaginal, I could smell the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
see, what did you faggots say to me?
Oh yeah, I'ma bitch, ain't nobody hang with me
This rap game means much more than you fake pussies
And though I
Cause am lucky in this game
My life has changed forever it will never be the same
This life man
This life is killing my pain
Am happy now
Am a pain killer
thought it was a game
Now I've got the blame
Because my nigga had no shame
Bullets have no heart
When it penetrates your brain
And it takes
from there?
Ballin on all y'all punk ass.
Heh, ha ha!
Picture me rollin, baby.
Yeah, all you niggas up in them cell blocks,
I told y'all niggas when
switchin' lanes on the highway
Switchin' lanes on the highway
Ain't shit changed by the name and the driveway
Shawty gave me top, switchin' lanes
Gangster of love
I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with
I scream, You shout
The words all get trapped by the roof of my mouth
I know, this time
It's the end of the line, it's the end of the line
I run,
why don't you kick some of that s***, n**** only you know how
Ha feel me?
I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it's midnight
Some Alize
(Plumbing)
I'm a beast in the game, Jumanji ('Manji)
And if this ain't what you call hip-hop
It must be bungee jumping (Ha, ha, ha, hey)
I'm smoking
Pistols pop
Feelings drop
They'll never let you take and go
One for one
It's never done
Back to back on funerals
Once you think it changed
You'll
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
take you through my childhood, step by step
Daddy always told me to maintain my rep though
Daddy was a dog, he ain't raise no punks
In the midst
vest
Go postal, double clip deep in their chest
Unload, reload now you failed the test
If I continue your foolish requests
I'll die by the sword or be
why don't you kick some of that shit, nigga only you know how
Ha feel me?
I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it's midnight
Some Alize
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
load up the gat
Close up the casket
Too bad instead of that you should've had your punk ass kicked
Que lastima, ha, c'est la vie
Que será será,
life has changed
My life has, my life has changed
All of the times you've played and done me dirty
This ain't a game
This ain't, this ain't a game nah
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
lungs eat a beat exhale the flames
Since I dropped DAFT nothing else has been the same
But I maintain, kick game, new name
Call me Mr. Rodgers whooping
games
Te amo yeah manton can say that
But I love you that's a different story
Not going to lie
I hope you get knocked down by a lorry
Every boy in England
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