Lyrics:
one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play
You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will
I know it's hard for you to trust
When all us brothers do is lust
Thinkin bout clever ways to slide up in ya puss
Push, push, push, make it gush from
Once c Time Take Your Heart Evil Queen
Baret is Not Green Demeanor Stay On Mean
Not c Killer Please Don't Push Me Know the Squad Still On The Terra
you under the beast
(Brrr brrr brrr) now your brother's deceased
We need peace, not brrr in the streets
The brrr in Iraq lasts for weeks
Wack
It go hot waist - Desert taste, four
Pounds of metal, tri-angle
FaceHesi tate? Never
I'll put hole in whoever
Don't make Push' Russian Roulette ya
limited
Don't owe you jack like I'm cinnamon
Yo opinion unsolicited
Yo opinion is prohibited
The 321 is my settlement
Little boy stay in your regiment
Cause
brother, like motherfucker don't - blliinng
Crack, smack a tooth out your choppers
Any wrong move, I blast the tool up on you fuckers
Wait, that's just
taught me to never fully trust a friend or get caught up over no bitch
Brothers turn on brothers and so-called gangsters drop dimes in a pinch
I've put
I get big high if I get a little low
Too low I don't get high
Cause a sober mind in overtime is the only way to get by
To the next level of this game
where you from
Life nny3 easy sikas3m 3yaa na 3nna f3m
Your pressure never dey scare me edey push me make a do hardwork
Awiase wei obiaa ne no journey
the trapping dawg
Oh what's worse, is it could be your hearse
Six feet up in the dirt
Got your baby brother hurt
Or worse still when you die it gets real
You
ain't what they seem like, uh
Claim to be happy now they don't seem right, uh
Runnin' around without a dream like, uh
Driven by money caught
neck, That get your brother hit
Ain't giving' no ounce of respect
We can shoot' it out kodak the flic
That boy a counterfeit, fumblin' Adjusting his lens
My common brother, have you forsaken me?
We are no different, between the tracks at our feet
You push a message, I push mine
I hold no grudge, yet
understand how I push your wig back quick
A little quiet nigga, wouldn't think I did that shit
I'm from where the guns love to introduce theyself
Reduce
comment and your like if you don't share my shit
What's the deal bitch I got em
Pull that real shit up out em
Love my brothers and I'm quick to hit that
Things are getting bad again
I wonder if it'll ever end
I don't know what to do
But imma push so I can drive the bends
I Hope your families doing
"You’re my MAS and I’m your
Nicholas" And her brother’s a doctor
And somehow in her
Family she’s looked at like she didn’t do
As much in her life ‘cause she
It's a tough road to hold
As I roll with the flow
You know I want it all, just push me up against the wall
Push your body up against mine
There's a bomb
There's three types of niggas in life
Niggas that make it happen
Niggas that watch it happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is
in beast mode
Live by the street code, where niggas take your shit like the repo'
The boys'll sell crack, to your mother if you're good (damn)
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
She throwing neck imma need that
He talking down on the gang get wacked
Turned that boy into a stain, wet
If he push up bet he won't come back
She
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