Lyrics:
should have a gun for me...Yeah
And all these niggas is killas
And all these killas wit' me...Yeah
But you should be more afraid of the killa in me
Cuz
knives in his back
Every time he opens up
You say "He gotta be strong if wou want to be a man"
Mr. I don't know how you can have
Sweet dreams
Sweet
is uu talkin bout
Niggas can't stand me
Cuz I'm some stand up nigga
Fuck around lay em down
Uu could ask about me I'm the man in my town
Ii be
are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read alibi.
Delusional I'm feelin like I don't belong, feel like I'm tellin' you to do wrong hear me!
by my earring
Check your fucking hearing
Cause I ain't commin through the speakers all on the down low
Loud is the way that I roll
Have to at your
Let hope find
Ya whole mind
And don’t climb
Wit pole slime
Cause thats what dirty thoughts be doin’
‘i’n’t no one commin’ afta you
Them pops be
Fingers auto follow as the brain goes
It's my brain and it's my face
It's split two ways when my name it's not the same
Oh
Hook
I got a number in my pocket
Chuck yo chain don't get caught when this song here come on
Look at my face that's gon' tell y'all niggas somethin wrong
[Chorus]
I heard you niggas
It's a mistake
Girl throw that shit in my face
Really been feeling complacent
Living a dying adjacent
Coo
I'm gonna bail but soon
Been on my mind
without cocaine specifically nowhere precisely /I may be to be to clumsy to get out my own way /take honey where when I don't even show up to court dates
baroness and heavenless
You a heaven bless a you fi jump up inna di
Jeep and face eternal happiness cause
Could you be a friend of mine
I will love you
(You're too hideous to li-i-ive!)
(Why don't you just go&di-i-ie?)
x4
Yes I've got the freckles all over my entire face
Yes I've got the pair
more ya hear
Verse One:
it be the same ole fools brakin tha rules runnin off
at tha mouth, pass through the hood wit 2's but they
dont come in
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
and face it.
The American dream ain't what it seems
With lies they've laced it.
Can't you taste it?
See they baste it in an imitation butter.
We've
[Paul Wall]
I'm a chick magnet, I'm a ladies man
I put a smile on your face any way that I can
I got the world in my hands, you got the world in
you if you stressin
Walkin tipytoes so these bitches dont expect it
Imma lay low then i pop out with the weapon
Yall gonn see that i be commin with
the top off my new car, ain't no fear in my heart
Haiti shots and this new chopper 69'd ya broad
LeBron went back to Cleveland, I should buy a crib
But this
you play with the guns in the club, I'm boothin' the ox
Got my eyes on the and I'm a peripheral
Got you cowards poppin' that Moe', my hand on the 'istol
don't be trippin' on niggas, we won
My ex called my phone, we on FaceTime, I looked her in the face, said, "We done"
She told me, "You ain't never had
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
and
Get you hit in ya face
Second half y'all owe me won't
Fit in the safe
Talkin' money to me is legit a mistake
My next crib I debate
"Should it be in
hit the dress bottom buy a can of
Red Stripe
Chorus (Repeat 1x)
Well I be commin' around the mountain with my hoe Suzanna
I'm peelin off the caps like
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