Lyrics:
when it's time do n****z
Comin' through like I'm two n****z, a true n**** f*** a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and pa** that brew n****
I'm drivin' drunk
to pulle a nine when it's time do niggas
Comin' through like I'm two niggas, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and pass that brew nigga
I'm
thump
Everytym our lips touch
Ican feel it thump
Everytym your by my side
I can feel it thump
When I gaze into your eyes
I can feel it thump
Evertym we're
we perceive it to be
Deceived by archaic dreams 'bout how degrees are the key
And we cling to our mobile screens and IGs for normalcy
Fast flood
shit you a bad ass nigga,
It's the younger generation, killing y'all, live, get busy on these niggas
Hey look, I'm trying to sell mad gravy
So I get
Verse 2 (Smooth):
Sex, money and guns the anthem
We're two live crew with a few handguns
My gut feeling is my eyesight
I can't stomach a fake you came
danced and flirted, kissed the men
But except for an instance or two, When it
Came time to make it with Cass
Cass had somehow slipped away
Eluded the men
them by the calf son
I didn't wanna, Mama they can say its the Marijuana
I be Sean, Terminator who be Sarah Conner?
Now I'm bussing while they ducking
Verner
My wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up
of the door you peep the next room
Aint shit to hide I'm grown you know 3 2
Magic I'll live forever least through these rap moves
Now bag it all in hundreds
when it's time do niggaz
Comin' through like I'm two niggaz, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and pass that brew nigga
I'm drivin' drunk
don't give a shit anymore
You live your life like it's a coma
Won't you tell me why we'd wanna?
With all the reasons you give, it's
It's kinda hard
, uhh
On your marks, get set, go for what you know
It's the number one crew in your area, doe for doe
I keep it thuggish with my dicky's on sag
I
look, where we going? yeah
I'm taking over now
Been in the game since 2-3 October now
I'm fucking it up, listen to over now
I'm setting the pace
How they
and "Hey you!"
The warning drove from a Seville as it sped by,
Lead fly, ratta-tat-tatta, his blood spatta
I strive ta, see the driva with my eye,
Moms
the road, heaters explode
We bump for the love, we live by the gun
We die, don’t cry, it’s just a party for one
Send me off like a warrior
Remember my clashes
hoes, it ain't goin' be nobody losing
But they choosing
Better get in where you fit in 'cause it's crucial
I'm trying to cut 'bout two of them girls
hoes, it ain't goin' be nobody losing
But they choosing
Better get in where you fit in 'cause it's crucial
I'm trying to cut 'bout two of them girls
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
To street life, hustlin’, the struggle
Broke ghettos
Boilin' coke settles slow inside
A glass kettle darren Levy on my TV
Lifestyles of livin' easy got my
spin slow
Running with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was looking for a ride
We tried to pick them up
But we had no room
slip
That's one of you rap crews in the lip, huh?
I'm two seconds off, I'm one second lost from the six-pack
Now we put in together, we can all get that
friend or enemy
Same damn thang
I smile back, cuz it don't get to me
This how we gone live in these Oak Cliff streets
Nigga, Sac these streets sweet
Fore
To me, you just a target, easy to hit
With that loud bark stevie wonder couldn't even miss
Then it's 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit
And ripped, like
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