Lyrics:
we have them mob ties
Put a fuck nigga on Fox 5
Pretty little bitch with her mouth wide
She see me pull up in that, frog eyes
Your bitch is 30
on them .40's, ain't no way we can miss, ooh
Bitch, Young Nigga World, Young Nigga World, uh
(Well, ha, I'm glad you're here)
Young nigga shit, this
B-bop Watts, city stones and the skylines.
Don't say 'cause, 'cause Blood, this is Piru all the time.
[Young Malcolm]
Piruuuuu loooove.
a drive-by and nobody lived
I called the police to come pick 'em up
Because we got (blood on the leaves)
That nigga tried me, thought this shit was sweet,
blood, when we show blood, we murderers (murderers)
We throw slugs, we hustlers (hustlers) we sell drugs
And tell thugs live it up till yo time stops
and splurge the tab, uh
Hops out the truck like "Trick, what up?"
Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut
That's the end of us, get your friend
awhile
His past forgotten for now
Never had no role model to follow
So you became your own
Came from a messed up home
But it was through that origin story
bitches takin
whatever we want, see she want with the fakin
It's real in the field, no mistakin
And crack the little bitch, yeah she Jamaican
Time and time
bitch, yeah she Jamaican
Time and time again she would bring me bud
And let me beat it up, listening to "One Love"
Off some jerk chicken, I got mo'
your damn trunk
(Ayy, young blood) stay true to the game
Fuck them lames, keep it mothafuckin' G
(Ayy, young blood) nigga, I'ma tell you
Like
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
me some more
I cop bout the load, the plug serve by the ton
Poured up a four and I feel it in my gut
Gotta break the code, the key is no more love
weed he receiving
Be by them people deceivin'
Lyin', they triflin', nigga
My young bitch spoon with yah just
To knife up a nigga
Would you lie? Would you
'll take your cap
Bustin' off, dusting off the softest niggas
Money with the biggest mouth, yo, let's off this nigga
Up North this nigga never made
peeping out the few coming outta the back do'
Hang, on the darkside ride,
Pick up your tec and let fly, why?
I, die, by all ah my, unremorsefullest times
oddities, at odds with us, your squad's gotta be
'Cause we started out cold in a snowball, we froze
Soon as we rolled up on these hoes, all's we know
Is
would surely break my heart in two
11: Somewhere In My Broken Heart
You made up your mind it was time it was over
After we had come so far
But I
back and shut up!
Get your motherfuckin hands off of me!
Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're gonna go around this corner, and
you're gonna suck me
line I lay is locking
You a hater, boy, stop your plotting, it'll be your blood we mopping
Talk about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor
Crack 'til your retirement
Yo what up it's your boy Meek Milli
Get ready for Clud Radio you know what
Time it is in this bitch
Nigga let's it, double M
are you to look at me with your eyes like that
Wisen up young blood, before you make things escalate
And I would hate yo set your crooked ass straight
to let 'em ride up
End on drippin' blood
Like survive and I would
It's the wild, wild West side
Best to recollect
Collect your toys
Try not
demise
Then we rise up just like what's up and they apologize
Surprise the storm is coming so I wish you luck
Protect yourself cause if you don't
Then you
demise
Then we rise up just like what's up and they apologize
Surprise the storm is coming so I wish you luck
Protect yourself cause if you don't
Then you
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