Lyrics:
ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shit ma nigga take another hit
We ran up
the check up, nigga, detonation
Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
Top my destination
I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan
[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, Kinetic
What up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in oil?
So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up
temperature tun up
Step by step, man ah man don't run up
Cool and calm, it's the weed that I bun up
Checked every angle
Still feels hot like summer
Dodgy, I
heal
Ya wish, you had a shield 'cause he wields iron
So when you act up, he smokes ya and keeps firing and it's tiring
Forget about recreation
One
I lace em up and I go out and play
Just wake up with money, I guess that it's time to go bait
It ain't on occasions, we living like this by the day
Yeah
Deja Miquel Hoe
Ha
Walk in the party yo bitch off the molly
Rollin' up piss yeah I pearl and I spark it
I know you mad I can tell by
in 5 to get slurped like a stew
Up 4 in the morning, yo, plug in a snooze 3 jiggs , I'm tryna fuck by the 2's
It's one, too many niggas confused
About
up
Road by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up
Its finna fuck you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
'cause I'm Violent J, ain't even
Sosa
Come and get a close up
I'm on the post like a power forward
From the hoodies to the Tom Ford
Big up, for the stick up
They wanted me to hiccup
Shine up on me, new Life
Bless the hustle, too hype
Praise the Lord and do right
Stick together, crew tight
All my niggas too nice
This what winners look
wrong, I'll bust ya
(I'll bust)
I'll slide in the zoo like an usher, ayy
(Like an usher)
Push up with the sticks, got mustard, ayy
(Got mustard)
Freaky
pullin' up the two from my pants
Shoulda capped his ass, instead
I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick round this nigga's head
So I put my shit away,
more bullets, feel played 'bout it, get to trippin'
I'm with the Cartel every time I re-up
On the plane by the runway, that's how they greet us
of this generous plan
Blinded by prisms, we wind up in court
I'm folding chairs while you sold yourself short
She's about to redefine the way
Reminded
on me, it's fuck the opponents
He act like he want, run down and dome him
Hit the lights and bend the corner
Don't drive-by, we get up on him
Post in
Geah, uh
In the muthafuckin' house
Back for the 9 to the 6, geah, uh
Ain't nuthin' but the Eihthype thugs nigga
Geah
(stick 'em)
Compton in
gotta carry this stick
An’t gon be a easy lick
I’m up with the draco
Heart ice nigga
I’m up with the draco
Imma menace nigga
I’m up with the draco
I’m
job
I know whatever I do I gotta make it run up
Gotta get it by any means young nigga tryna come up
I Don’t know what I got myself into
Payday ain’t
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
sticks
And if it's beef, you better not ride with your T
You'll get your mama hit (bang)
Back and forth, back and forth to the plug, it got my pockets
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