Lyrics:
a inner in a T-Bird, I blow one
We on that nigga shit, I can't believe it
Ya so damn niggarish, best believe it
A got some bad come holler at me
Ya hope
can do anything and them haters they steady doubting
Cause I used to sleep on the floor
I used to sleep on the floor for niggas who ain’t heard of me
tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothin', I post on the block by myself
And you know that I'm holdin' steel
I cut off my old partners, my new
you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it`s your life, not mine n****, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your
just hits like that
Yeah, some of my best days still go bad
But you know, you know, you know, you know
I've been tryin' to figure it out
Oh,
Well I was sittin' up in my crane leftin' boulders in the rain
Can't get promoted no matter what I do
Ah when the forman he comes around and he yells
playin' the game then you play by the rules
So you listen to me I don't listen to you
I'm movin' on up but I'm keepin' the juice
I can pour you a cup if you
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
gettin hard to chill gotta change my views
I'm tryin not to feel but I been drank my booze
Wanna leave em hidden in the ceiling but there's Don'ts and Do's
live"
"You know my steez"
"Let 'em know, do your thing y'all"
"Keep it live"
"The mic"
On the microphone you know that I'm one of the best yet
Bo Peep (Sheep)
Your bitch my main squeeze, uh, got her down by her knees
Niggas try to steal my sauce but, they can't take my stease
In the backyard
I had passed on this beat when I first heard it
Now it's murdered like the Inc., Irv Gotti never rode a Ducati
And if you pull up on me, do it fast
Some motherfuckers believe
That I shouldn't smoke weed and shit huh
That I should cuss and shit huh
That I shouldn't do the shit I want to do
busters by theyself
Celly Cel:
They got no time to be trippin' on
Niggas that's tryin' to keep me down
I put that bumpin' on your trunk
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
babe ('cause I can do bad by my motherfuckin' self, you hear me?)
I'm still in love with you, babe (you and I, 'til the day we die)
I'm still in love
'em fast suck 'em slow
Even though I gotta pay my bills I'm still on the streets
tryin' to keep it real
Pass that shit let me take a hit, hopin' this
that nine bang always do my thang
Niggas know 10 to 4, stay high, way high
But I can make a drink up out it
I can make you think about it
DPGC, Outlaw
ain't tryin' to fake the funk
You must take me for a young ass punk who can't make ya jump
I'll freak yo ass till yo back get slumped
And I know you wanna
sweet in the middle
Okay
If I call you all night would you stay by my side
If I call you all night would you stay by my side
Eh eh
Do you hear me
sweet in the middle
Okay
If I call you all night would you stay by my side
If I call you all night would you stay by my side
Eh eh
Do you hear me
I rep the best side of the north
I got that Woolrich for this cold
I spit that icy
Need to ice me
Rock 5 chain on my coat
You can't do man to man
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