Lyrics:
was in her throat
Grab her by her toe, she already know
Why it sound like murder? Kill that fucking flow
She was cheating on me, kill that fucking hoe,
a life that came out
Of the inside of a life that was inside of you
I gotta respect the way you provided food, for the whole fam'
You came over
carried by the big six, domino
Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled by the black menace
K Dot Thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
To gas station
Get some shades
Three a.m.
Wear my sunglasses at night
While im sniffing yay
Mix it with crys
Now twitching
Like I've been hit with a big
of this shadow work
Demons in the rear mirror view
I'm being blessed by God's Power
Stand firm in my truth I will not cower
Truth was revealed and you got
tense
So I like to live my life like a big carnival
Get drunk, act like an animal
I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop
Suckers get
cappin on da net in real life u get no bucks
Jt the way I'm ballin nigga u really get no luck
I had big dreams when i was young
By high school those dreams
fucking smile on my face
Shit you know that it's fake
I'm always late on texting back all the time
Now relations steady fadin' like there ain't ever was
And I changed my mind
Started out rough
But I turned out fine
Living life by my design
Too bright can't stop the shine
It's alright when the stars align
I
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know
loader
Mom's turntable went through hell
A whole lot of wicky-wicky
Trynna teach myself
The records got stuffed cause
The parties was rough
But I still
a thing to you after this life, cause there's life after this life
You feel me
something tragic
I've been sober 2 months now and haven't relapsed yet
My daddy was a good man, he worked in the mines
Spent his whole life underground
'em starvin'
Hey yo E, the big homie
Star studded, my ear lobes is flooded
DJ's want to rub it, bootleggers want to dub it
Easy does it
Ladies
was posed to be a TV star, they canceled me on camera
I was posed to hit this big booty bitch right back from East Atlanta
I was posed to be on private
We was rolling down the highway, living life flyway, eating on some chicken chilling good on a Friday, Momma in the back, in the kitchen got the fish
No! There's the land. (Have you seen it?)
It's the cussedest land that I know,
From the big, dizzy mountains that screen it
To the deep, deathlike
[Snoop Dogg]
Eastside
Yeah
Fell good we got homeboyz out there that look out for
That's on the real
I mean the real homeboy it's hard to come by
in real life you is delicate
You is so negative pessimist
That is ok I got Benjamins
I got that dawg it is genetics
I thought my bro was heaven sent
I
as a star
No one tells you you're that
It's something that you just know
The world be stealing your glow
Your mama did what she could
Her life was miles
miles but , yo, I'mma get there.
Archin' my back and on a straight rough.
Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the fuck out.
From city to city I'm a menace
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[B.G.]
I live rough ? I done had enough of doin' bad
If I can recall, all my life, I've been on my ass
Unlock a bitch, and his wards are the graveyard
to my lips
I got you by my side
It's a beautiful day
I hope it lasts forever
I just wanna do a quick little shout-out
To everybody I love when I was down
the hydrant
So you can't put your burnin' furniture out (oh my God, oh my God)
I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
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