Lyrics:
This is for the real niggas, never for the busters [Repeat: x2]
[Chorus: x12]
pre-siding over everything that changed
When 12 was replying to an image that was saved
Of looking to creep by him with a desi' on the waist
Or wanting
(Let me choose a beat and i'l put it on repeat)
Mother fucker stay tight
You know I got it hot
Everytime a roll a blunt rappers get by
cnd i'me
out
Home is side by side we lie
Love the lie we're living
Glamour and the tragedy
For playing and forgiving
Broken bracelets, broken dates
And half
Chuck Berry with straight funky guitars
Swoopin' on brothers like we were ball betters
See, caps get peeled, raps get keiled and dealt
12 bitches keep
Thirteen hundred years ago
Hidden on a ship
12 unknowing souls
Doomed on a fateful trip.
One they didn't know about
A Jonah some would say
A devil
mind?
No diggedy - Das EFX we rip it e'rytime
*repeat*
Verse 1: Dray, Books
Yo yo
Well biggity back from the gutter, ya beat the butter flow comin
Give it to ya raw!
Yo it's that old school shit
About 12 years old
Let's get physical operate your brain to function
I remember the Gods
And she be dreamin 'bout his date of release
She hate the police
But loved by her grandma who hugs and kisses her
Her father's a political prisoner, free
I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide
I got cape flat shooters named Luigi
Cpt we booling but I'm straight up outta PG
G12 we moving gotta fill up by the BP
Vele retswa gole ye re gotse
guy
Rims beamin hard niggas think it's a drive by
Hands to sky get high I'm fly guy
S to the I to the T that's a sitdown
12 runnin round tryna do
that you still lyin[00:12.61]All about that money, that shit cap your pockets still cryin[00:15.66]Heard he said that Jus God gave him dap, crazy he
be
D E
To think like I want to
A
Let me be, let me be
D E
That's all I ask of you
D C#m Bm [1,2: repeat intro 3: to coda]
I am what I am
Mic check, 1-2, I'm all that!
Punk bitch! So say that small rap
Talkin' that fuck-shit
'Bout ya don't like me, pussy hoe, suck dick!
Your
Yeah
Bag it up put it on the scale beep
Red by the case got runts by the qp
Niggas know lux you don’t gotta introduce me
Should I finesse em I think
I got several done
Big L straight from hell, the motherfucking Devil's Son
"When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus" (Repeat 3x)
"I'm waving
the men two to one
Got parks and zoos and things to do with my son
The nightlife ain't all that, but that's okay
I don't need to be distracted by the devil
You don't have to love me
[Repeat: x12]
It's a living thing, it's a living thing, it's a living thing
It's a terrible thing to lose
too dark to see the driver inside
I heard a voice but I couldn't see the face
And it asked me if I wanted to race
Then he lit a cigarette and by
nigga, can't get a feat
Yeah, why you haunting my dreams
Yeah, shit been this way for a couple of weeks
Wake up, get high, fuck bitches, repeat
Yeah, I'm
the dirt but I'm on my way
Improving by a fraction yuh
Plan on putting on the shirt when I get my pay
And that is not a question yuh
But God is always on my
on repeat
Yeah my flow be just like water tell her go and bring the squeegee
She done told me that she loved me but she play like she don't need me
I want
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh!
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh
Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh!
[Chorus:] Chaka Khan (repeat 2X)
It ain't
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