Lyrics:
clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog y'all cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL
letcha have it
When it comes to guns, I'm one of the best
Get a few to the head, then a few to the chest
I've been ridin' - puttin' bitch-niggas six in
they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
hotter than June
Any nigga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break,
Family ain't got a clue, nigga
Been in drive bys with fly guys
Welcome to the Lou, nigga
New York on that mob shit
In Cali "what it do?", nigga
But where
y'all, there was money on the table with the bricks
I was walkin' to the bathroom to take a shit
Then I heard my dogs barkin', there's some noise by
try to up on me
I'll make sure he get up in his sleep
Everybody know when the murder man come
They gon' run
Tell 'em that they better keep they gun
the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast
Nigga get ??? no problem Barry
You no cemetery, Home
Is the pipe bomb dropped off in the woods
A man
started!
Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, buss rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
I'm tired of y'all niggas
Without a doubt, you gonna hear that thing clap
Dog I take shit to heart cause I was born like that
I only got my word as a man when I give
When I
(Who you talking to?)
Shook cat! It could’ve been so easy
My wife passed, all I had was a dog and you went and took that so tingz got greasy
(Bop bop
In the heart of the west, if you live by the law of the land
When you wear the badge, they say, you're a lonesome man
I had one eye on the door,
want
Man these motherfuckers want me drop dead I'm sad now
My conscience telling me I ain't dead I'm back now
I been to long in the coffin time to get
and into the din and the glare
There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks dog dirty and loaded for bear
He looked like a man with a foot in the grave
All dem a talk wi nuh fraid a nuh bwoy
Fraid a nuh bwoy
Gun inna mi hand dis a danger nuh toy
Danger nuh toy
Ahh
Pussy dem think man a push ova
Till
All dem a talk wi nuh fraid a nuh bwoy
Fraid a nuh bwoy
Gun inna mi hand dis a danger nuh toy
Danger nuh toy
Ahh
Pussy dem think man a push ova
Till
be clear
? I'm the man for New York ?
All ? in my new wardrobe
? I'll be by myself
Think of something sweet
Never been waxed
So that ain't one
a great speed
This pair is what we get instead of Waluigi?
Like DMX but a real dog
How you gon' flex on a light gun god
Hit 'em cross map, quickscope like
a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you
the guns and drugs
Guns and drugs
Come on, man, AP, big gas, yeah, man
East to west
I just get money out the way, keep it simple
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
He should meditate up on being up to blocked
By arrows, rifles, spears and swords
Being carried away by surging waves
Being thrown in to the midst
"Bigger Picture"
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
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