Lyrics:
It's Iggy Iggs
I got one more problem with you girl
Aye
Hey baby, even though I hate ya
I wanna love ya, I want you
And even though I can't
fuck with me now, them can't fuck with me now
Come on!
It's too dark for ya's
I ain't got no love for ya's
Let gunshots smoked ya's
Who fuck with
wig split shit nigga what
This is bone thug
niggas thinkin' I told ya but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that
We do
Writing what I got go and show me Alaska
Go and show me Alaska go and show me Alaska
Writing what I want, never tryna tax ya
Never wanna lax ya
taste
By God's grace
You were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a soldier
Dipping I got plans
specialize in hustlin' tactics
Hit ya jaw and play 32 pick up
Catch a cut when the AK hiccup
Bend the corner bitch move around
I'll know ya head right by ya
for ya
Put ya hand back I ain't got no loans for ya
Ain't gone come back if I put this chrome to ya
If you crossed me then I made this song for ya
Yea
the flow and die
When I walk by say hi to the bad guy
Ayo man, there's just one left
(I'll make a deal with ya)
What? (Ah, ya got one of those
every time I do won't get back any favors
This bitch mad she's a hater
Right now I'm mad cause I know I'm great but I could be so much greater
Now I got
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
Yea Yea
Trynna hustle with that pack
Trynna make that shit back yea yea
I'm surrounded by these niggas
And surrounded by these killers yea yea
Trynna
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
While the meth got me open like falopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he least expect
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck
Ruler Zig
While the meth got me open like falopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he least expect
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck
Ruler Zig
just splits ya
Head so hard, that your hat can't fit you
Either I'm with ya or against ya
Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya
Talking
just splits ya
Head so hard, that your hat can't fit you
Either I'm with ya or against ya
Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya
Talking
to medicate
Don't want us to meditate
Genes of generations gone by
Calcifying the 3rd eye, I lie
Don't want us to illuminate
Now all my brothers say ya ya ya
Ya
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
went, uh
I stayed at my mentor's house, Solomon
And then I stayed back at my Godparent's house, Mary Jo and Bernie, I love ya'll
Uh, Mary Jo, I'm sorry
Boy killers
Hold the scrillas I dump in you niggas' livers
Then watch ya body shiver and ya mama quiver
From the way you just got lit up
Hit up
Three one five back block nigga get money getter
If it ain't bout a dollar you know I ain't fucking with ya
Stand on my ten I play to win choose not
and they controlled by the fuckin' money
But, I come from nothin', and for that right reason
I don't give a fuck 'bout goin' back to nothin'
And, it heart
been the one representing all of Atlanta's zones
Back when niggas was representing Atlanta wrong
Every shot he got, he put the hoods of Atlanta
Walk on by ya, walk on by ya babe
Walk on by ya, walk on by ya babe
Been a year, what if I see you on the street?
You're not here, so the days feel
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