Lyrics:
that's where it's posed 2 b
Niggas don't live by no code
Niggas act just like some hoes
I remember kickin doors
Remember sleepin on da flo
Remember comin
throw the lane Kyrie Irving watch a young nigga (ball)
All these haters by the 85 Celtic vs. the Lakers watch a young nigga (ball, ball, ball)
Jumping off
across the globe
On the return trip
It be the niggas
The niggas that live by the code of blood honor
My Flipmode niggas
Straight bring you that shit
Well, my name is Schaffer and
I'm here to say
I can rock the mic in the oldschool way
I got a funky sound and right about now
I'd like to break it
throw the D' up on her
These niggas tryna count me out; Unc' said better count me in
When they put a nigga on the track I'll Dog the beat; call
tribes
Who live
Show your love, word up
Yo Word up, show your love
Show your love, word up
Yo Word up, show your love
Verse 2
I notice you
Doin your
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
BagMan
B2 BagMan
Yall poodles cant yall see im high breed
The big dog that slam both hands like kyrie
No bron bron my girl dont like no soft d
Yo Twin
yearning
Respect is a given but living we all earning
Wanna live the type of life that I drive a two seater and wife tight
She can't put junior in the back
One time in London I'd gone out for a walk,
Past a place called Hyde park where people talk
'Bout all kinds of different gods, they have their
part of the crew
You love this
You love to feel their eyes on you
So why'd you wanna bitch?
Why'd you wanna scream?
Why'd you want to whine?
Why'd you
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
I wanna be free
I wanna just live
Inside my Cadillac, that is my shit
Now throw it up (I throw that up)
That's what it is (that's what it is)
In
believe me no cheating
I want you for sure
I been wallin been trippin
I'm missing what's missing your heart by my heart
But and an arrow to stick em
Walk
Uh-huh, that's right
Pigsy is your president
He'll kill you, but he won't kill you for two
Come on, come on
Renaissance man of sorts
Visionary, very
take you back
(I'll take you back)
'Cause I'll still be standing by your side
If only you could see me try
You'd see there's one thing I can tell
[Puff Daddy]
Ladies and gentleman
(Come on throw your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on right here
(We ain't gonna stop)
Marc B went Crazy on this bitch
Aye
Imma Live Forever
Imma Live Forever
Say
Look
This that Forty Twenty Two
Real Nigga Salute
I was in a can nigga
I
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
my bedroom window
Stuck between two worlds
No choice but to live though
Takin' it day by day by day
There's always tomorrow
Feel too safe in this same
the street
I wanna see you cry
Put my barrel to your head by the corner-side
You idiot
You imbecile
You're absolutely worthless
And nobody likes you
If any
soft and still." But it was just too long so I took it out of this recording. During live performances I sometimes throw it in.
Lyrics
D G
We sisters
two things just the same
Baby you're a quick change artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
You told me what your name is
I showed you
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