Lyrics:
lower than a cellar, oh you can't get a man with a gun.
When I'm with a pistol, I sparkle like a crystal
Yes, I shine like the morning sun,
But I
it land
Gangster for life and the life after that
Ain't no referee stripes, but yes, I got my flag
Yee, you don't wanna fuck with me
It could get
to the fade
(What?) leave him in bloody puddle
Then I dump him in a grave (Talk)
All you niggas really lame
You can't get with us (God damn)
Mikey kickin'
blocks on lock
With no keys nigga, you gon need a locksmith
I'm on some get gwap shit
Your chicken low man (Lo Mein)
Doodle I'ma chew you no chopsticks
I
You heard me, you heard me
My gun got many ways to get you
You get hit with a missile and live
You would need barbed wire to stitch you
This is not
on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
(Hey Chris, fuck you!)
EMoney One|11, man
I'm with Flippa, man, I'm havin'
Skrt skrt, let's get it
(Flippa! Whoa)
Hey, man, havin' the gang, man
him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics
that castle over there?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven -- I'm not old!
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you `Man
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
(Perkies)
Nigga crossed me so many times, I called him Kyrie Irving (Irving)
How you laid up with a bitch and your pockets hurtin'? (Nigga)
I get money
get to sleep at night hearing this music
Got me thinking Hip Hop still alright I
Told you that I get it now and you ain't
Got to cry messing with Nino
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
wanna disrespect
Playing with fire finna get you wet
How it feel down there on your knees?
I got this, girls like a soldier
Trip and it's going
to figure what the los angle is like a Laker
So I can be on beaches with my niggas in Jamaica
I say 'baby get low', You just getting by
They hating cause
to figure what the los angle is like a Laker
So I can be on beaches with my niggas in Jamaica
I say 'baby get low', You just getting by
They hating cause
lower than a cellar, oh you can't get a man with a gun.
When I'm with a pistol, I sparkle like a crystal
Yes, I shine like the morning sun,
But I
we don't get saucy from bud in a can
Nor do we font for fans with guns in our hands
For attention and love on the gram
Just by screaming the name
be playing wit iron toys
That make noise
Make it sound like the 4th
Independence Day
We can't get you
We coming where your dependent's stay
Now that's
his function and how does he lead you?
He directs us by with signals various vocal noises.
Vocal noises? vat are some of the noises?
Eh, peep.
Peep?
lower than a cellar, oh you can't get a man with a gun.
When I'm with a pistol, I sparkle like a crystal
Yes, I shine like the morning sun,
But I
on to this beat
Will we get on our feet?
Will we get to the square?
Look back if you dare
Now all we see is this man with the mask
Going insane
We never had
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