Lyrics:
we beat him down cowboy style
Cookie runs up and says, "Baby you okay?"
I says, "Yo, all this excitements got you dizzy
What cha watchin'? Bitch get
and don't
Know when I'm fucking up
I keep a pack on me, I'ma run it up
I got my racks on me, pockets 'boutta bust
Say you this, say you that
I don't give
, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
Barking of machine gun
, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blind man
Barking of machine gun
a living nightmare when your dream girl has to get cancelled
And you gotta delete all the photos and shit like you never Instagramed it
And you get off
mean nothing, nothing, nothing
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah), oh yeah (yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else
out of bed every morning and not feel like I've done nothing to deserve this
Just wanna live a life that's painless
Don't wanna feel like I'm nameless
I
only half the scenario
You nag a cat, you giving him a license to fuck a hoe
When a man come home late, he want his girl to say hello
Not hear all
strategy, mix and mingle don't condem
Young shepherd, save a nation, Alison Becker
We all priests to say the least tine Shoko rinocheka, Yung
Two davids one
Now stand firm and tall safe from hate
Love, pain joy
Until u feel nothing at all
When ure heart turns cold
A baby's cry means nothing
A dead corpse is
into my eyes do you trust me
Static in my mind when you touch me
I'm gonna live another day
I'm tryna live my life get the bullshit out the way
I'm tryna
some dinner in sight
That he say she say shit
Don't mean nothing to me
It's irrelevant
But when you drop that ting
I'm so convinced
And then you put
her. She said “your father left when your mum was pregnant and she had to survive all by herself” Now he wants your custody so he can maltreat you, but
explanation
All he needs is a bad boy driver
To help him escape from the destination
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah
If you live by the gun,
ain't have nothing but live
Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't have nothing to give
I ain't trip, I ain't trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
I
Live fancy (yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause of me all she do
Is walk around in Italian shoes
She's probably a girl that you used to know
I can see her
And my niggas say, we want the fame! C'mon
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain, stuck in this game
Searching for
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
records. All you had to do was turn on the radio and you'd hear one of their records within the hour. And she says to him, very flatly, Can I see your
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
On the strength 'til my niggas get a piece
We can't have peace
How the fuck we gon' live happy
When we ain't got nothing?
You motherfuckers are smilin'
But I'm mean
you can say)
[Rachel and Finn:] nothing you can do
(nothing you can do)
[Rachel and Finn:] theres no other way
[Everyone:] when it comes
hop purist
When I'm spendin' 50 thousand on Securus
At least it's a contradiction, you'll feel us
RIP to the homies but long live the killas
It's why I
was hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
Oh surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga
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