Lyrics:
might be the trump of the game,
If you come back round with a gun at your head, I'm sure the view will never be the same.
I heard something that you
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
your way
The more you bite, your body gets hot
Don't get too close, because you might get shot
Gnawin at my rhyme like a poisonous rat
Don't play
a murder scene
Like who done
Shot homie
Riding down ya block
Like I'm Trump
And shit
Thinking you
A soldier
Until them
Trumpets hit
Talking full of
Junk will
a body I was tryna fly since
Now they talk about a killing just to stylize it
Sort of feels like the whole world hates us
Unless you the type of nigga
go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month
And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
what I mean?
But, you know what I mean? I live by
Shit like that's my code my code
Know what I mean? I do what the
Fuck I want in these streets man
outside, they'll spin the block
How the fuck these niggas actin' like they street? They in the house
Heard that nigga want the clout, fuck it, put them
Chorus- x 1
Verse 3
- There' s like 25 million infected in this world
N' still some peopleact like they ain' t heard
Most of those are in Africa it'
of the world on my shoulders
Pray that heaven do something about it
The chick that I'm lovin'
Wondering who is she fuckin'
The friends I got 'round me
you up
At you wake motherfucker
Black girls got tape AK
We always do it big round here babe babe
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
a care in the world
I was a stupid young boy,
You were a young smart girl
Whoa-ho
We were just American teens
We try to make ourselves heard
In this
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
Riding downtown wit my close ones round
Heard they throwing shots on the bankroll now
Boy we don't play, better check yo mouth
Better check yo clock,
8 by 6
Now every girl in the town wan' taste my dick
Chocolate hoes, two poles, it taste like Twix
Nigga with cancer and AIDs said
"I ain't that sick"
sleep
Cause I be moving like a beast
Blood be all on the sheets
Slicing and dicing, who's next in line
All the boys I know will come through with some
Yo, Vadell’s like Gang Starr, you know he’s the sure shot
(Yo, I never was a player, I just like to love a lot)
Yo, Vadell’s like Gang Starr, you
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
the world
And that's what separate the geto boys from girls, come on
5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot
Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
permission! Ya heard?
Hey! If money make the world go round
I make sure the world keep spinning
My team keep winning
They say they gonna take us out
I just be
Now, where the ladies at?
(Yo, we're chillin' over here)
And all the fellas, the fellas?
(We takin' over this year)
I heard the party's 'round
shot by Cupid
Can't tell man about, kuff, cuff, queff
You only hear them tings in music
'Round here you can take a wrong left
Victim of a shooting
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