Lyrics:
Bitch, I'm smoking gas in my chambers like it's the
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"Ay you LIL DARKIE, nigga?"
And we
traction
Hunter (Hunter)
Hunter (Hunter)
Yeah it's young Hunter bitch I'm on the hunt! (Hunter)
Get what I want like I'm Jabba the Hutt! (Hunter)
Cid acting
'cause you're facing 9 to 5 odds
They tried to teach me how to get by in a cubicle
But I don't want that, I wanna own the whole office
'Cause all around me
sword plus the Abbot in the chamber, nine in the clip
At the gatherin, we left you staggerin, yo it had to been
Hot Nickel, who broke bread,
DJ Premier, let's get it
Hey, posed at the north side of that London
Where fed there's always a pagan teeth
Look quiet, don't trust 'em
Where if you
fucking it up they aint ready or what
Working too hard to get stuck out of a rut
Im just doing whatever the fuck needs to be done
Still aint giving a fuck
Alpines, I keep those six-by-nines thumpin'
+Jumpin' Jumpin'+ like Destiny, I laced it with the Rugged recipe
You know my technique on a Ra' beat
Speak
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife commandments
wasn't so simple
Tryna keep a calm mind, ain't nobody even on to you
Formulating plans, what the fuck is it i'm gonna do
I gotta shorty up in Albany, I'll
broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master, whom unmerciful
bitches, what you know about clickin'
One in the chamber so nigga now you know I'm out to get ya
What you know about reobbin', what you know about mobbin'
Cash Money slangin nine nigga
(Off top playboy)
H.B's and The B.G.'s
(What's happing little B.G. bring it to these niggas)
When I got that iron in
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
to jail regardless of what mothafuckin' color you got on
You know I'm sayin'
You gonna get the gas chamber regardless
So when I do this shit for some
gonna roll your way
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and you
down
Now for now, I go twelve rounds
I'm running rappers out of town
Flipping on you like a sixty-two
So what you gonna do when I'm
Coming to put it on?
the suicide attempts
And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun
Whether it's
hungry as fuck
It's a banger alert go get buck
I bet my bottom a couple of bucks you strutting ya stuff still aint tough lil butter cup
I cuss too much?
to niggas, perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggas look on, and get
gonna roll your way
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and you
turn and it's all gonna roll your way
Workin' nine to five, what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
wasn't shit
He told me "get it out the mud" my nigga you a bitch
I got it on my own i ain need you by my side
You told me you ain need me ain gonna lie i
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