Lyrics:
Say goodbye to the toasters and Pop-Tarts
Yo, it's real
Swallow a little pill, there's a four-course meal
Say hello to the one world
Say hello
there and start frontin' man.
Hit the vault, get the cash, don't shoot nobody. Alright?
Tom, set the detonators.
We 'bout to do this shit
P,
up, cuz?
Thuggin' that dirty South
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59
Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side
$licky pull up in
surrounded by some real shit
Need credentials for every one of these Toronto kids
I promised they'd see it with me, we just trying to live
I told 'em we
gettin' by
Wouldn't even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use
There's new rules, it's cool if
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
they Pink on E
So you better get the party started, we get it crunk regardless
We got the 'dro and hypnotic, them kids is puffin' garbage
Is where
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
ain't nothin' but a piece of fuckin' shit on the damned map
Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it from me
Next they'll take it from you, then what you
And to the fellas out there, you know how it goes
Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money
(made it)
Got four different choppas right there in this truck (now)
I'm just being honest, I could get you touched
Put you in the blender I could get
to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta
(DY Krazy)
Permanent mark on my heart, girl, you careless
And when you act like you don't care, that shit be scary
And I got caught with four
think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talked about classics, do my name get
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
two percent low fat milk, five percent pro black built
It's nothin' mother had a-
I don't think about it- talkin' there's a lot of gossip
That I'm
That lame ain't a killa he softer than chinchilla
And I'm a GT see a 4 door wheeler
Matter fact this summer its 44 4 wheelers
45 on my side shorty
bring life into the game, these niggas' contraception
Peep the ascension, nothin' but love is my intention
But they still get it backwards, they never
First rule, stay away from them cupcakes
The second rule is so underrated
They claim that the song was so degradin'
But shit it's still my favorite
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
like Kid 'N Play
See her over there behind the phonograph
She's a psychopath, I make the breaks last
A Salt and Pepa parade this is
So
Lettin' my hair down
Lettin' it grow natural
Tell 'em I said nothin'
Tell 'em I sent
Jeremiah, we been prophets, yeah, yeah
Need my pockets,
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