Lyrics:
Vickey draws
Gettin' your dance on hard, who could wish for more
And your crew's all but know it's a horse
Got the Don all warm and it ain't the Hen'
you realize who
Lost concern with my god damn crew
Quiet as kept when I start any fuckin' riots
Even before you do in my nigga? Don't try it!
can feel your rib cage
Touch it so you're like fuck
I got to live today
You niggas fucking with them hoes
I'm fucking with them Benjis
I be cutting up
to mop the floors now who the motherfucking boss?
I been that nigga that could get em by the twos
Snow white, no spikes, two stacks for my lubes
You
Shit you knew the toll is 25 cents for you to swig my brew
I got influenced by foam because it gets me pumped to get a 40
'Cause they love it when me
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I
nothing to say
Nothing to say to you
Heavily depressed
So my hearts falling through
Tryna get the commas for my mom and the crew
Paint a bigger picture
so
I was cutting in my nigga Steve's class
School of hard knocks
Graduated with a G pass
G-Code, street code, fake niggas cheat code
Niggas trying
the stage hard, now you swimmin' wit sharks
Rappers are cocky, but on the low, I know they watch me
'Cause weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi
Growin up I was a knucklehead
Boy you never listen to me!
Thats what my momma said
Im from the projects i ain't never had shit
Me and my older
Hard when you lack allies
About to go munch some french fries
Used to fry
When I was tryna get by
Used to get butterflies
Now I'm flying wise
Flying
guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and 'em and I'm doing 'em
Then I'm beating 'em down
Cutting brothers' hair as a means of staying alive
If it wasn't for the rhythm
I think we would have given up by now
This system has gotten the best
blunted
And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do
Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga
Since you figure that you ready to box
You
Yeah
Three Six
Boogie Mane
Hypnotize Mindz, you know?
Niggas get scared when they see these hard hittas
Walk up in the motherfuckin' club, we
You ain't going do nothin’ nothin’
不需要谁分一杯羹
我把蛋糕全给吞了
他跪着把灵魂卖了
我站着把钱给挣了
所以
Gettin by
Nine to 5
Trying hard to survive
做着那些不实际的 dreams
And you feeling
represent yours Crew
Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't
old memory decay in me
Cutting ties
Good faith could never save me when it’s
Deep in my time
But you’re the same
Draw the line
I’ll keep what’s under
did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm between your thighs
Shit, I get hard from the sound
're not one to share blame
And i know i haven't been the same
I hate cutting ties
Everybody took her side
I know its hard to see when i'm blurred by
you've been the one that's driving
I'm trying so hard not to fall asleep
But I can't keep my eyes open
Soon enough, I'll wake up and be there
I'll be
shouldn't have to say much more
I been through more crews than a flute, yeah I'll show ya
This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't know ya
You tried
Motivation's hard to come by these days
Literally cutting clips
Not so hard you dumbass
If the universe were different
We wouldn't be here today
Hey
Guess he's
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