Lyrics:
Hoes everywhere black foreign and Asian
I'ma playa by da day, yeah, hustle by da night
Yeah, I roll wit da crew who hadn't eva been light
Yeah, see 'em
all his lights and they drove right by him, woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
why'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes
[Angie Martinez]
Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come live from the streets,
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
Always letting his mouth write a check
That his ass can't cash
You're in my zone
Killer territory, this is my throne
Sadomasochism get your bones broke
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
dead on your lips
Like 2 thirds of a brick (Penaro and Kiss)
The crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whip
See the plan is to stash all,
socks
Banksy bitches, Basquiat
I ran through that buck fifty Live Nation fronted me
They workin' on another deal, they talkin' two hundred fifty
I'm
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
Yo yo
You bout to be another dead rapper but who know
Maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
We'll see, til then
All I know
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
to the D we on the M-A-P
Live by the sword
Die for ya' lord
Wrist with the chandelier
Chest with the bandolier
My crew stay thurl
Dead Upon Arrival fucked
see me, I got the juice
Live Maybach black so my life ain't a movie
If we ridin' two deep, both of us shoot 'em
Take him for the ride, he gettin'
that money, my whole family is fucked
I swear I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much
If niggas wanted you dead, what would you suggest?
still love me?)
This be the TRUest shit I ever said
[C-Murder]
Be runnin' outta clubs, as nigga be rasing flags
You only get nine lives I murder that ass
wanna do is watch the ship float
This the sunset, I'm talking big dope
Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
Spent two hundred for
Lil Wayne: yea, I no, elz talk to them
[Hook 2x]
When the levees broke
when the planes hit
whats going on ma nigga
You know the same shit
After
Verse 2: Books
Aiyo well here's the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin it live G, see I be
flippin and rippin
day homie
[Chorus: x2]
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby
motherfuckers are still unknown and broke
And I'm stankin' rich
My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch
So shut your trap
When it comes to this level of game,
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
twenties like a billion where I'm from
An arrogant drug dealer the legend I've become
CNN said I'd be dead by twenty one
Blackjack I just pulled in Aces
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
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