Lyrics:
[Krayzie]
Yeah, Bone Enterpri$e in tha muthafuckin house, nigga!
Yo, y'all muthafucka's that didn't think we was comin' out
Check this shit out: I
keep e 30 pon mi
Shallow grave ano dirt fi farming (whew)
Any pussy mek talk we a dirt him brawling
Bare dead body when mi burst di 40
Cyah ketch e G
Boys steady bangin' on the block
Pushing that white cause I'm on that bedrock
Dirty AK and a .40 cal Glock
Do not claim affiliation or you getting
they got away, they just get by (true)
If she say that you the only one that's fuckin', she a lie (where you at now?)
Standin' over the stove tryna
jet because she was ready for the jim
Browski I doubt thee e would front
So like a real stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I could see in her face
Zaraz będę musiał
Jak żyjesz W.E.N.O póki co raczej wbrew zalet cenią
Od dwa zero siedem se nagrywam te wokale demo
Wpadnij później by to czego nie
Instagram (não)
Atirei na tua Van (pix pix)
Roubei tua fã
Foda-se os likes (hã)
Só quero mais Nikes (paw paw)
Draco by my side (yeah)
.40 by my side (yeah)
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
of
Twenty
Thirty was the best, thirty was the worst
Know I was blessed, thought i was cursed at
Thirty
Forty was an anthem, key of E
Fifty was a film by
beams
40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team
this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens.
[Chorus: Nas]
Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny, and Smitty (real
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
[E-40 talking]
Testing, testing...testing testing
Uh, Sick Wid It, Sick Wid It
707, Sick Wid It Records, Sick Wid It
Click shit, Click shit nigga
enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go
40 yrs from now I go still dey love you
40 yrs from now I go still dey kiss you
40 yrs from now I go still dey cuddle you
40 yrs from now I go still
Carvalho ocupar e resistir é a meta
By Allman Necessary assina aí pra mim...
Erick B & Rackim o mais lendários sim!
Refrão:
Não desisti do sonho e do
up some Olde E, but not a 40
Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast
To make the coldness last
And while you at man see
Ayy (skrrt, skrrt)
(SG Gang, nigga, skrrt)
Kodak, why you strapped like that?
Why you act like that?
'Cause I got it by myself (ayy)
(You know I
evil lair
All these people be so so scarred
Don't Do Drugs D.A.R.E
Bitch in the backseat with no hair
40k on my chair
She was never there
Hook:
Bitch I
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
Demons in my cell its jus me all alone
Takin everything to trail nigga we going home
I was taught by OGs and never speak on the phone
So oosting guns
could be how he thug, or play it smooth play it smooth
Guess I'm a punk then, they let the drunken monk in
With a O-E 40 like E-40 trying to Function
Edison
Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo 'cause) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone
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