Lyrics:
shady
Divide my bag with the dudes who made me
Then take what's mine like a dude from Haiti
It ain't cute when you cutting throats
And I been cutting
that bass straight peelin it
So high so faded that the ceiling hit
Joke Smoke Street Music what you think of it
Look us in our eyes we dont give a shit
a simulation
But you programmed cool
I'm a act a damn fool nothing new
Hit the line for some validation
Help me fuck you I'm in need of a boost
I can teach you
gettin' everybody checked
Make a block, do it again, gettin' everybody stretched
I done made it out, so I'm at you fuck-nigga neck
Don't know what I
What are you doing here Max? Stop
Don't come near me! Not now, it won't
Work i don't have any power
Now I have to do this by myself
I'm so cold
'Cause under the covers one discovers
That the king may be a crook
Chapter titles are like signs
And if you read between the lines
You'll find your
line went over a lot
Of heads: stocking cap i'm wavy
Came here to do niggas
Greasy what's poppin' Smack?
You got them raps
The unfortunate wanna take
to the South, East, Mid to the West
Walk up in the hardest hood, ask a nigga 'bout me
Bet he'll tell you Bun B is straight motherfuckin G (G)
A gangsta from
Call you my bitch
Always be by my side like Lilo and Stitch
Baby girl do you wanna miss me (Miss me)
Baby girl do you wanna kiss me (Kiss me)
I just
game
Straight down to the basics
What's a story to tell without a true meaning
Keep writing chapters while ya heart beating
As you keep breathing when
The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up
And said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up
Now
of that tough love
They're both mud, that's what's up
That's what's up, that's what's up
(Straight up and, straight up and down, don't even bother)
I
so many hands, it's been happening so much lately
They've all been trying to dap me up in line, they've all been waiting
Yeah, you know, that's what
Fuck it
I know what a bunch of pussys always be about
Going round and round on they mary go round
You can do this or you can do that
But ima do what i
it's all a nigga know
Long as everything good on my family tree
Know I'm straight on my end, don't you worry about me
My heart stretched on this road
damn self
My damn self, I did by my damn self
I remember niggas had me out
There by my damn self (Ha)
Break a moment of silence i ain't dead
My life is
foolery
I'm pushing the gas now
You cannot get through to me
They hear what I'm saying now
I gotta stay true to me
Uh,
Straight from the bottom
Mom always
Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look,
I supposed to do Oh
What am I supposed to do Oh
What am I supposed to do Oh
When you ain't by my side
You ain't by my side
You ain't by my side
Ooooo
bright
By the end of tonight you'll be my bride
Eyes up stand up time again day's anew
Eye contact I stive to allude
Is my path written for me
What do I
together on a narrow
Street of our town
I still smell your
Sweet perfume when I'm in the crowd
I seek for you but it kills me now
I stitch my wounds
vision go hazy
Xanny bar make a body go lazy
Cocaine I make a muthafucka hate me
I said get in line bitch
You can't fuck with my clique
You ain't never had
You be surprised what ya bitch could do
She did shit to us, she never did to you
That ho mad psychical, cheesy bitch
Yo, give me the motherfucking
Emmie, but your snap says something else, Bitch, are you tripping (Bitch, are you tripping)
It's ironic what you be saying about me
Cause I know what you
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