Lyrics:
the gamble
Mix a whole sample and never put it on the album
I was in shambles until I made this banger
Hey, Connor
I know it's been a lot
We just want you
You'll couldn't pass go
I pop pill and sip lean
I don't smoke but my eyes low
A nigga better check the score
Like we don't 21 niggas
I got guns I
And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've
your label shoutin
You couldn't outsell UTFO's reunion album
What could I say to get my point across?
Rap don't need that ass like Large Professor don't
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
Adidas kicks and my combats
Please don't put no Coke in my cognac
Rudeboy, suck your mum, I ain't on that
Yeah, pull it up, rewind it
All the gun talk,
by a friend ‘cause he said he thought it might help!
And I believe in 21-pound notes
and there’s a one-way tube to John O’ Groats.
And I believe
Huh, you know I was raised by KRS and LL Cool J
Rakim, Public Enemy and Big Daddy Kane
But you know what?
I'm here now and I'm helping raise your own
run this shit, lil' nigga, I got turkey bagz for 21
Glock 21, keep that switch on me, that's a big-ass gun
I hop out the car and I watch niggas run
back (Aw haw)
I might gaw let it rip (Ouu)
This the life that we live
Young nigga in the 6ix
Drop sleep round 2
Back up by 6 (Yuh)
I gotta get it by any
Everybody simmer down there once was boy
Who became the man
Get your snacks
Buckle up for lovely story this evening
He goes by the name of Colt
21 GUNS.
22 CLIPS.
23 DRUMS GO BA RUM BA BUM BUM.
GOT MONEY LUMP SUMS.
MAMI WANT SOME.
PRETTY BOY GANGSTA.
I'M GRIMEY AS THEY COME.
IN THE 90'S I
enthusiast, bro
I can't pour no less than four
Still on the block, sendin' runs
If he live by it
Then his ass gon' die by the gun
Man, I wanna be the greatest
on my necklace
Pretty bitches getting naked
Young nigga living reckless
Like 21 guns for protection
Been done with that fast life
So it was
Yuh, aye. Nah
Hahahaha, yo. Yuh, aye, yuh. What
Yuh, Yuh (Aye, nah)
I got a gun in the bag
Poppin' again, and again, and again
And, you bitch, you
I do its to be done (aah)
Al-ways have my gun and my G from 2-1
It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though 'cause you don't really know
About
the number one album, ou
And I told 'em all I'm excited, ouu
And I told 'em all that they righteous, ouu
All you gotta do is be with Christ (facts!)
Niggas
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah[00:47.80]And I go by Savage[00:49.78]Ayy, ayy, ayy[00:51.07]And my gun it finna pop[00:53.17]Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy[00:54.54]Who
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my
started!
Now all my niggas stay dirty dirty, buss rounds by the thirty thirty
Frontin' niggas y'all don't say a wordy wordy
I'm tired of y'all niggas
album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you
mhlaba emhlabeni
Akwehlanga lunge hlanga kodwa sonke mas’xoleni
21 gun salute for ulova while we bury Him
Respect the dead fake tears from the enemy
Quotes
division is
Money stacked for me ah
You just mad at me why
Shot my first gun on grandpa's lap
I was knee high
Drinkin peach knee high
Got yelled at by
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