Lyrics:
I wanna love but somtimes it get cut thoat
I wanna cuttle but sometimes i wanna fuk tho
Ima gangsta so its hard to let my love show
Like a bad bitch
(Eightball)
What's the deal
What's up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here
Fa real
Historic hits, nigga like Ali's fist
Rock the world
Get freaked
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
(Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
a sick-minded freak, six minds kinda think
Sitcom-blinded geek found life by hide-and-seek
I climb the steep, a few times a week
The line's with skeet,
the gangsta pictures
I hit the party
and these homies
holdin weed
listenin to run DMC?
Smoking weed
like it's legal,
The world is a ghetto
True
gangsta rap
I get paid off rappin, trappin, goin ta work and making it happen
I can go from nerd to gangsta, boss to worker aint no cappin
That's cause them
and I'll kill your a**
Up that four-row, we gon' blast
By any means, we don't get the cash
I know this s*** makes you mad
As a kid, I was bad
You could call
fill it with a flow
Tryna run through that B, get left by the pole tho
Cappin' that, yeah, but that nigga just told her
Rappin' that, heppin' that,
in a craze
Think she under siege
Whole world abducted by greys
Sound of Michael Myers favorite melody plays
She in Bellevue
Smack the doctor with
for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for
world but I'm respected by the OG's
Swimming with the sharks I feel like Michael with all this pain I felt
I was helping everybody else and I forgot all
back in the day
Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
There ain't nuthin' wrong
chains
Got hustle in my blood
I bleed the struggle in my veins
Ima product to this world
Don't you see I'm on the comeup
She want the diamonds an them
by three one and a half will keep you straight
Quadruple that and six whole thangs look like you gaining weight
2) For goodness sake forget
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
daylight
Niggas way off in the game but don't play right
Motherfuckers wanna really check the temperature
Pop pop get rocked two shot deranger
4 5 all day
to find me nigga in the middle of these Skreets
4 cornas is where I stay
ain't na' nigga runnin punk
you gone die or I'ma die cause it ain't no room for
thirsty
Cause he bought a mansion in Patterson New Jersey
The house that was owned by Lou Castello
At the age of 25 life was so mellow
A father of 4, each
it's my world, and I won't stop
And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
(repeat 4X)
Say it's my world...
It's my world...
the earth to shake
On release day, diggin more graves
Master 4 tay or black cherries block
Freshly picked out the cemetery, bear the plot
Become awake
like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
Connect the dots, murder by design
Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
Pull out the gauge and we can
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If niggas try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a nigga from behind
In this world
Free my nukka C... Free my nukka Mac... wrongfully convicted now its a known fact... witnesses coerced by dem people no surprise... this world built
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