Lyrics:
the fire department,)Yeah Yeah!
(It's gettin hot tonight)Yeah!
(All my thugs in the cells getty right tonight)Yeah Yeah Yeah!
(Entertain this mother fucker
My little blue vest doesn't fit anymore
Now I buy my clothes from the department store
Wasted ten years, what's the hurt in ten more
I'm already
Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?
The police department hounded him, they called
Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away
There was talk they killed their rivals, but
was sick and we believed him
And at the department store as Santa we would see 'em
And as he smiled, his own child was at home plottin'
How off
you
Not to worry anymore
I sure could use the money
But I've got my child support
He wakes me up each morning
With a happy face
And brings
greatly successful, she decided to buy a restaurant in the United states of America; and immediately made the first child (unborn at that time) the owner
flow put me through better doors
And bought two gold pedals
For that Bentley Azure
Please, don't give up, on your life
Ghetto child, it's alright
The sun
them hitters on the way
We walk them down we snatching ya face
We gone
Put that money in a safe
Lean
I get bottles by the case
Green
I know that these
Yea
All smiles baby
Smiles in my face don't be fake with the cheese
Cool like a breeze hit yo bitch then I leave
Hot girls snatching weaves twerking
loses young nigga feel bless
We snatching your heart out your chest
Come fuck with me I can teach you finesse
I Double my money she double her breasts
Feeling like Nip without the gang affiliation
It's a strange initiation
Fight for change is living dangerous
I used to make a name
Snatching chains
already lost mine
But I know where you coming from
Niggas dumb or what
Had me thinking bout snatching one of they lil brothers up
Parking outside the crib
then put it in a neat apartment
Get a knock on the door
It's the police department
I open the door
They say they got a warrant
I asked to see it
Snatched
on the shirt
I was a born a snatcher started snatching at birth
When I'm going through shit I smoke, That's the only thing that's gone take the pain Away
Venting
I got a hot little mama, child, she's so fine
Send those heat waves up and down my spine
Got a small waistline and her hips set way out
And the whole
ago to charge my phone, I snapped a pic of the license plate
That woman owes me over, well, maybe well over $60,000 in child support
She pops up on my
Department of Corrections ISN'T designed
to help you rehabilitate yourself or even help you
to become a productive law-abiding citizen'"
[Chorus -
apartment
You better check when you come in my department
Yes I break 'em down and I sell 'em whole
Try me, watch your whole crew fall like some dominoes
happened to our babies
Lil niggaz snatching purses and raping old ladies
They possessed by the stress with no fear of death
Popping pill after pill and dont
the claws reached out, snatching him in anger
Claws reach out, a chilling sight
The monster steals away the child's light
But this ain't no fairytale's end
apartment
You better check when you come in my department
Yes I break em down and I sell em whole
Try me, watch your whole crew fall like some dominoes
I
apartment
You better check when you come in my department
Yes I break em down and I sell em whole
Try me, watch your whole crew fall like some dominoes
I
sluts
I'm about to call up Diamond, bitch, knuck if you buck
I'm like, "Ooh, child, cool down"
Too hot, too wild
Mugler, new style
Mm, how you
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