Lyrics:
like a lobster
All blacks D's on it, hoes holla
Slidin through your area
Why is they comparin us?
Serious, numbers on my check
Look like a serial
And I
a Black Beama'
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it
on four strings
It's really not hard
To be a bard
On four strings
What's hard
Is being heard as a bard
Who has something nice to sing
But just can't sing
Yo I regret seeing something about you thank
God I realized that there ain't nothing about you
Aint nothin about you shit you ain't nothin
A hundred
and that's what I love
Is it's totally unpredictable
Is this the one where you just plug in shit?
Yes
Oh my god
And there's a whole back wall
I got all
Up out of there
[daz, repeated several times until first verse begins]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ahh shit
You've done fucked up now
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
Daddy Kane
Take it vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
Lightning bolts hit your body, you thought it rained
Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that
Public houses, it's goverment bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut well for our shit
They tearin down our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
Look in ya eyes,
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
I'm tryin' to eat like Russel
Murda is my hustle But you keep chasin' yesterday, you goin' miss tomorrow
It's murda motherfucker we don't beg
off my shoulders
Like that shit ain't nothin'
(Firzt on the track)
I'm poppin' so I'm the topic of discussion
I hit the game so hard
It caught
Fuck it find out the hard (come on)
A nigga's job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
There hasn't
Fuck it find out the hard (come on)
A nigga's job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
There hasn't
With me and two other niggas is about to run up in there and shut it down
They got four people on the inside, one stay in the back
Two stock boys,
design is one of a kind
You'll find
There is no one like I and that is I why
I must keep it goin', constant motion
Locomotive i lack promotion, I provoke
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
I'm tryin' to eat like Russel
Murda is my hustle But you keep chasin' yesterday, you goin' miss tomorrow
It's murda motherfucker we don't beg
don't make it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm"
I'm like, "Why?
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
I'm showing (four)
Feelings, that's what I'm pouring (skate)
What the fuck is your motive? (Four)
Man, I wish you would call me (skate)
By your name
been
Lifetime never promised but we keep living for the dreams
My mind's on holiday, feels like it's there to stay
As I just waste away, same four walls
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
to find that rap's actually serious
Deliriously resort back to crack and vigilance
Same shit that sent 'en upper Michigan
Us is pimpin', a difference
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