Lyrics:
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car man
Yo why you trippin' man? Get
Shit it's Friday, I just want some ass in the bitch
Can't be mad at me, I'm just doing what niggas do
Got kids by him, she wanna be the niggas boo?
when
We neva can do it again
Man It is what it is
I gotta Lil kid
And I gotta focus on him
Man I'm learning this biz
And bound to get rich
They ain't
niggas so why you acting
See more blood then Christian loubs but yelling out what's cracking
Play with the wrong niggas my brothers cool with bringing yo'
grams straight to the dome
Play in these streets better have that Chrome
Real lil nigga I cannot be clone
What can I say I'm tryna get paid CruUp Shit we
[Redman]
Eh you already know what it is nigga
Lemme tell you something (Eh fuck them Gilla House niggas)
Eh what you talkin' about bitch I'm
Imma make it big of course I'm gone get rich
And bro gone make a nigga dance just by the way he move that stick
My momma keep on screaming school I told
to stop playin pretend
What do you want, what do you need
I’m bringing this conversation to an end
And some y’all niggas the same
So listen, I ain’t got
on y'all
Shit can get ugly like them outfits made by Boff on y'all
Ugh
Yeah, remember that shit, I'm really that slick
Cold blooded and rock solid, I'm
ku roam me ni wa 64 damu
Marapper wakidai smoke me hukuja na gas fire
Ma judges hukutetea ndio laini saba isikae ugly
I rep what I believe so, I
lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around and, kill ya!
So now that you set you ready, YO!
If this shit get silly I'm lettin' it
fat like obese
It's hard to be so lowkey
Niggas acting like they know me
Fuck around and be the police
Trust no nigga nor a bitch
Nigga, I'm so OG like
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
time you out the hood
That's good now stay on the grind
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days
times I was so low
Now I'm solo
Head high remaining humble
Say the ugly get whats coming
In that fire going loco
Scorch the whole room
If I ain't
And I'm full black with no Jamaican but I still say what up to the rastas
Eat Italian food all day but still can't fuck with no imposters
Boy you niggas
shit go stay ugly (oke)
Bitch, so bring home the drama (yeah)
Shit how petty niggas cross, I gotsta sleep with the armor (uh)
It's a king thing, what
so enticing
Putting on my chains so fast niggas think I’m django
The Nigga 3x TriniBiGGz off that tree hoe
Swimming in that gushi she a cancer what ya
yeah)
And before a record label, shit, I wanted coke
I'm talkin' L.A. Reid, the biggest babyface
This for my niggas in the prisons sippin' Gatorade
I'm a pimp tight, nigga ridin clean after midnight,
Ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight,
Run up on your bitch and ask her what that
Learned to put God first
Demons move better
When you upgrade yourself
Well I'm a steel solid solider
In the army of the lord
Living by the pen
But not
Look at me now
I’m in the zone my nigga
Bout my dough my nigga
If not why the fuck you on the phone my nigga
Bitch, what the fuck you want
You ain’t even
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