Lyrics:
of the night
You know what's going down
I be knock knock Knockin' non your door
Would you let me in?
Just let me bust it open
I want all of it
Drippy drippy wet
we'll hang out next week
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care, guy!"
He got mad,
tears
Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed
I'm havin'
a catfish
You don't know me, you better get to know me
Stand up tall, right next to Kobe
A young G, I had the weapon on me
Slice up work like pepperoni
I come through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that
North Carolina
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Cheyeah, Cheyeah
Had to do it To'em and for'em 1 time
I had to
I had to
Got that shit tatted on me man
Shot Out
I even love your attitude
Calling me bitches next minute boo
Anywhere you at I'll come for you
I can never be done witchu
Back n' forth when we argue
just as deadly
It's my pencil
Hollow out your heart like the inside of the stencil
Bring ten fouls, whoever and they can get rolled and smoked
By Cheech
a spring cleaning
Of summer days battery check
The same time hustling
And waiting for this fucking check
I checkmate
And bust a nut on your queen next
promises no more?
Say you'll be home by twelve, come strolling in at four?
Out went the girls, but you leave with the guy next door
Can you fill me in?
in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight, you take it as "I'ma whip someone's ass"
If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask
Ruined it can be a part of
It that got me standing in your
Front door looking for the next
Got the devil on my shoulder
Nuts like a boulder
Spit like
see my 40 smoke
Cause I’ll lay a nigguh down by they front door
You hood hoppin ass nigguh, can’t speak on the next nigguh
You gossip like a bitch you's
my girls on my side,
were concentrating on the music playing,
and the speakers vibrating,
I shut my eyes, and the next thing I knew,
all I could smell
costra nostra
We movin through your hood like we supposed ta, flexin'
Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement
So keep the bust the gun Boo
Like that bad
in big bones call out 4 door,
Might flex on my ex pulling up in 3 double O,
I creep slow when I’m sippin on the Moe,
Attitude on go when I’m dealing
gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Stand up guy, bet the mound from the ground
I'm a south side nigga, fuck around fuck around
your money, bust out your wife
Make you dance to my beat all your life
Cause when I get in my stuff and I start to rhyme
The sucker MC's hide every
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
And go take about like twenty G's from Gino (Notorious)
Tell that motherfucker get this nigga next door up out
ridin' 'round strapped, I'm tryna bust somethin'
And a rapper just be in your DMs, bae, just know it's smoke
These bitches hatin', they see my love for
bust a move
When you dance for me I feel the groove
Now I heard a thing or two bout you from your crew
And I know that there's nothing that a nigga
to jam) oh yeah
I was at the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
Door bell rang, who could it be?
Thought to myself
lazy, bust another nut, it's Swayze
Tell your ass don't page me, see you when I see you
You need doe for what? Wouldn't wanna be you
Yeah, I'm a break
Chains on, keys off, finna pull up on your street
Got my head up right, got my attitude right
Work through the day, ain't gon' stay up all night
I know I
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