Lyrics:
react
[Verse Two: Redman]
Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty
I leave your eye like a 9-9 Benz-buggy, puffy
Brick niggas get real ugly
Trust me, keep
underneath my office
Enough with the bullshit, back to the real yo
Not a coin in my pocket but I'll bare-knuckle
This brick walls to keep walk like Mario
'Till
grade
So I turned my back
Put on the shades
Like Fast Forward
I remember seeing the night sky in your eyes
Feelings rushed, and covered me and caught me
time
Its a oldie but a goodie
Check me out y'all uh
ayo the streets is quick to talk
Like jin things ain't been the same since you left 106 and park
emcee's fiercely
Focus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form lies
My phonetics alone forces feeble emcees into defense on the fly
Feel me
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
glocks and AKs, young boy charged up like triple A
If I didn't make prof then it's still a bad day, call me the tax man I make man pay
Man playing
pick up a six string, like a Lincoln County Six-Gun
Billy the Kid, Billy the Kid. That's me some real hard so and so
I take a bad ass name. Gonna earn it
back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I
So Hard to keep my head on my shoulders
cs I keep on getting older
Stress weigh me down like a Boulder
cll these bitches playing games shit I
she fucking herself
And really don't need your help by a god damn self
Have you feeling like a real rookie
That's what I like to call stipper pussy
rule of hip hop
Catch me on the West Coast chillin with Nabla
Generation Hip Hop, refreshing like aqua
This for everybody living life and sipping Mai
I want u climb on me like how u climb ya pole
Jump on me like your a animal and dont let go
When im wit u i feel corrupted
Know u in da mood cause
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
on steve nash
A bitch can't shoot her shot at me
She bound to just hit all glass
Double clutching like kyrie
Im a different person in that mask
Aye real deal
like 23 and hungry
But younger me's winning since DVD's
'Fore I's even at the mother fucking DMV
Infinite rap momentum I get em' and then I mentally end
When it come to these cyphers ask about me I’m like no other
And y’all let me go first again y’all in trouble
It’s gonna be alotta oohhhss
and want arms
Tell them "Shut your mout'
There's no qualms" check this, yo
Say what I want? Say what I like
Let me spit the real Ghetto
Gospel into the mic
mano que me falta[?]&
[Isam]
They became men, of good, good men
Who been gangsters so long they walk like kings
Under the streetlights, they raise their
on the block block my shot I'd rather ya not
Climax of the plot drop from the top still never stop
The bottom I don't like but I know life
And I know me and I
Heavy weight on my shoulders just like a shoulder pad
A lot of pain in my eyes they red like a rash
A lot of people done crossed me like they Steve
got a feeling that they like to see me down,
(Wahhhhh)
(Keep it Gudda 4 Real)
Aye Is it hard to do
(Keep it Gudda 4 Real)
Aye Is it hard to do
(Keep it
for your money, nigga
Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga
Look, real bars are the ill bars
These scars are the only real proof they couldn't
on the real nigga
Respect the game
Cause I got the game
[Lil Wayne]
Y'all know who I is
Weezy coming through in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back
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