Lyrics:
Aye,
N*ggas always talking bout you the quiet one huh?
I think that nigga MAR got a lot to say,
I don’t know
I’m the quietest in a loud family,
nothing but a thang
Put it on gang, I got them thangs on deck
On deck and I got it for the Low
You know where to go
I could do a half or a whole
Got it
ain't offended by me tell the truth
Girl you just my type
Got that thang that I like
Need that velvet in my life
So I'm leaving with you
Lemme get
our encounters
I wilted by the hour
Thats okay
Cause i got my own power
I planted my doubts
Out from that bloomed a flower
Im stronger than i've ever
Lakeside, 9-Tre, the Long City
Wild Hundreds got love for that nigga Nitty
Give me room when my adrenaline rushing
Cause if I go in that trunk, you know
mine
I can see it in her eyes
She gon want it tonight
The way she moves
She got me hypnotized
I like the way you do that right
Shawty looking fly
Ima
drought..
Cause them boys will take you out
[Master P]
Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts
Walk around the city by my lonesome
All that what I see is where the flow from
There's a million faces in the place to be
Get it where they fit in
a big body like a thick broad
I don't never sleep I don't drift off
I be on point like Chris Paul
Niggas bite the style got me pissed off
You a bedbug get
that
Hit me if ya want to
Mini 14 got ya greedy in the corner
Want to see me?
You know where I hang
Where I used to slang caine
An got my
tried
To jump me but the punk became a victim of a walk by
Fuckin' with Dre, you get a foot up in your asshole
It's just another way to let you know
Nigga
put me deep in the game, I'm in the fast life
Glock 40 on my side, I keep that thang cocked ready
Cause I ain't tryna be found ducked taped over by
thang
But y'all gon hate
Faith you make
Hold on, pray
South playalistic
Ruff, so tuff, baby
Moscow playalistic
Gots nuff Love
Izhside playalistic
tryna fuck on you right now
Say that pussy was mine, bae, don't play with it
Pull that thang out, put that in your mouth
I ain't got that much time,
and get poked
The streets got no hope, if you scared, pray to the Pope (ah)
Family fed by the dope
If you ain't lived it, you won't understand me
Banana
on blits
Hit dat thang shit yuh yo bliss on bliss
Lickin my ear woo yuh clits on clits
Why you wanna go 123
Talk bout that jit mightbe work with police
away clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
the little goddess embodied
The glow of a sky full of stars, you are
That towel, you're takin it off
Step by step, pretty toes on the carpet
Got me in love
wanna start hootin n hollarin boi thats enough
I got daemons controllin my actions theyll ruffle you up you aint nothin but bluff
Caught up in my head
like my hoes by the 2
The 2, the 2, you know a nigga just can't choose
That thang, that thunder, hit em with that Pikachu
My side bitch got too many
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
you no lie livin' by the
Strugglin' rulez
Gotta do whatcha gotta do that's it
We strugglin' who givez a damn man 'bout
This down and out chick
My head
emotions
Instead of standing still I chose to stay in motion
I'm doing rap and that with all devotion
You can tell that by every word that is spoken
When
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