Lyrics:
chest look like taco meat
Shit, two hammers
Make your whole crew vanish
I'm a animal in front of Channel 2 news cameras
Bitch I'm like John Wayne
Shot
make ya head bop to this
And at the end you gon' rock to this
Now say my name, c'mon
The D the I the D the D the Y, the D the I the D
It's Diddy
head small, like the humble be
Now I’m buzzin' like a bumble bee
But i couldn’t do it alone ya i need my team
You got to be I got to be about the crew
be little in a day or two
After words I'm slay a crew, now that's some pimp type shit
That be Low and AK'll do, wearing gray and blue
If a hoe want
out your kids
This is no place for you
Or other weak men to live
You won't last long
You got about a week to live
Ya boy so cold
About cold as it
At the moment, got my eyes on two
ATM nearby, all the cash get through
Please believe, all the tens gettin' jacked by me
And the queens who act shy
Want a king in
Geah, What?
Niggas Bleek, Duro
We live
Thugged out
Marcy, Smoked out
Yeah
Uh, yo, yo
I'm on now
Therfore your ready rock
Compare to this
Live by the fresh code
You know how the rest goes
Out the window with the swag
Why you looking so mad
The way I’m dressed make you piss
Or is it the ice
Swimmin' in a sea of snakes, the crew debaser
Explain to ya methods unparalleled, inhale the burnt smell
Certain excuses include my wing tips
Pegasus
with the matching ties
Patron on the rocks
And the oven on high
Steaks on the plate
Yeah we finna have a feast
It’s a different feeling when ya whole
flip ya', kiss ya', stick ya' in make-up
Baby I just wanna get with ya'
Loving these type of lyrics
And baby I was raised on prince, not crack, so I
You do me I do you (uh-huh)
Spend a night with boo-boo (yeah)
Let's have a private party for two
But it's gotta be bumpin' in order for me to get
On the block with the rocks getting richa, the picture
[Chorus] 2x
[C-Murder]
Hum brah
nigga's like 'em older not me spot they spot me like in the summer
I run up hit them with
That Moss A game like "Baby wuz ya phone numba?
Were ya live
wan
Aaaaa
Kam see me nor
Me baby den kyn figure
Go make u yai in-configure
Just dae boogie na d dance floor
1, 2 step slide
Show u motion let's skate
that's two babies
Walk by faith
Tryna keep a level head, but you could get ya shit rocked no metal head
Ya air got aluminum and Mercury it's there
If
my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Diggin in the Crates crew click my brother
I'm on the mic, Big L is on the other
For those that
watch this!)
Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get going nobody
every show
Whole crew couldn't be faded
Straight untouchable flows
Faithful few stayed down
Whether I'm rich or I'm broke
Trees by the pound, take two
told ya shit ain't new
Baby told ya shit ain't new
Run it up me and my crew
Told ya baby shit ain't new
This kid ain't sleep
Only thing you losing when
you can go and see yo friends
cause with a body like that, girl
You gotta be an alien
Drop 2 dollars, Fabo!
Drop 2 dollars!
Look here baby
This 2 dollar
Orton (RKO you like Orton)
Ball like I’m Jordan, I’ll make you fade-away like ya life ain’t important
I’m the goat to the game like I’m 2 3 (2 3)
Kicking
(Strolling in the park)
Cause you never met or seen
A nigga quite like me
You need a gangsta baby
Just tryna give it to ya
(Walking in the dark)
the pen
"Are you gettin' these letters I mailed ya?"
Rock and roll, opthimals
Then go eat at Poppa Dough's
So many hoes in the club
Pull my cash and buy
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