Lyrics:
twin grab a arm pick this nigga up
Knitty turn his face to me let me break him up
I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
You prop your cheek on the back of your fist
You hold me like a cloud in each kiss
Thank God you're looking down; the muted vigor in your gaze
Can
Yeah she lives in my head rent free
Knocking on the door, I see her coming in
Put your shoulder on my head, I'll put my arm around you
She getting bolder
On your ass if you ask if you have to bring gas to my house, Ima throw you on the damn ground
But I laugh in the face of a bitch when he piss down his leg
Money down, get right
We gon' do this shit into the late night
Throw it up-your sign
Middle fingers to the motherfucking' sky
Money down, get right
Carry you down
I'll carry you...
Down and out we've been through it all
In the cold and lonely winter
While you throw it all away
I am here by your side
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
it all before
What I mean
What I want is
I want to be where you are
Where you are
Safe from harm
In your arms
In your
Got to stay on my feet,
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
they dicks?)
Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch
(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound
(You got a lot
looked down seen your arm leaking
You get excited and start to panic
Lucky for you, ya had your track shoes on and blew it
My arch louder than
don't act like we're friends now that I'm bigga
Everywhere I go people drop down dead, got no luck
I watch 'em throw up, infect those fucks as soon
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
on my arm
A presidential you got it?
Get your revenue popping before
You ever do talking
On niggas who work too hard to
Not show it off via flossing
on a vast green plain,
dressed in… pyjamas…
… a very different Earth received him in Her arms.
Back down to Earth
So tired, he fell asleep
On a plain
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga
Hot mother fucker down to the skit
now
Problems go away with it I don't give a fuck now
New wrist on my arm and that lil rolly a bust down
Bust down for me girl throw me a touchdown
diamond heist playin a tune by Otis Redding
Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like stalagmites
Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight
diamond heist playin a tune by Otis Redding
Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like stalagmites
Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight
and crumbles
There will be words spoken in condolence
While the people shall stand in victory reminiscing about those stolen moments
So throw down your arms
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
Lower your expectations
You gave up on yourself
Just abide by my rules
You are soon to meet your end
Holidays in the sun
The promise of a better
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