Lyrics:
hanging niggas to death
Word, you can call us coat racks
With 'giants' all around me like, Eli Manning
The bitch is on the block like, he died scrambling
me clear the smoke screen you blow fiend
Live nigga shit that'll rebuild your whole self-esteem
Pledge allegiance to the flag of united live niggas
Loon Taliboom and you know we live
Kom binne this spot is looking dope inside
House number 007 like goldeneye
Kaapstad naaier that’s who it’s hosted by
Commence when I throw these darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody your matress
Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm goin in
Shootin bullets
chicken
A bu-a-bucket full of acid by the do'
Just in case I gotta throw away my yole
Bars around the house, bars around the window
Dope around
tried to touch me I punched him in his lap
Five years old bout four years old something like that
Yea I got bats around my house in real time yea it's
the rain
It's just you
In a crowded room
It's just you
That makes me feel
The way that I do
Just you
It's just you
Oh I'll be your sunshine
If you be
Let's go
I go by "Weezy, the Don"
Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin' the arm
And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get
you're wonderin how make a comeback
But don't make me laugh, your studio's a two-track
Biz hits the bassline, then I rip the real line
Together it's
the house call the fire truck
All Bape got me scrapin' louder
Might even take a lil longer
Took a few loses with the 'caine
Arm&Hammer made me stronger
Can find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees
With the battered barks
And they walk
the young nigga's eat
Everybody wit' me want bucks
Walk around platinum linked up
With money like Brink trucks
Shit get too hot? Puff, put the minks up
a new place cause I wanna grow
Live in a glass house throw your stone
Shatter perception not alone
Just dropped headspace still not done
Mind in a bad
wait, wait
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin' at me, lickin' her lip
Put my arm around
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
to break my.......
to hopeful par, antenna.
Tea take the sender.
I slow your gravity, I damn your house.
Don't hang me with your force grief.
I grow
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
personal best
So feel the after birth defects burst through your chest
And live happily ever after how worse can it get?
Déterminé, attention où tu mets ton
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
the gambling spot
Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your watch
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate,
A hummingbird was buzzing around me by the bamboo
Smoke was coming out of the chimneys
I don't understand myself
I spend the first 18 years of my life
Trying
uh (On my neck)
Vs all on my arm, ooh (yeah)
Did it by myself, ooh (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Did it by my lone, ooh (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Niggas think they on,
proves what true love can do
Once a lonely place but was sold to me and you
Oh all around the house you can see little children play
And they're not
don't
So what's up, Punk? You want what I got
Step to me wrong, fuck around and get shot
Your mom's crying, fuck her, bust her
Bitch talks crazy
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