Lyrics:
Young Gutta, Jody Breeze, Breeze
Boyz N Da Hood, everybody know me
Yeah, I'm Gorilla Zoe, Mr. 'Missed to stack the door'
Right there by the corner
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
it? ) it's my nigga boz, open up the door
And red nigga, these niggas down to kill nigga
But hold up, the plot gets thicker
He said, jay's a trick ass
(Ah yeah, oh no, the train, the train)
(Every two or three years the train kills somebody)
(Every two, three years, yup)
(Everyone knows about
And the newsboy screams midday now
And the seventy three drives by you
And the seventy three drives by you
And the
News
Boy
Screams
Midday
The seventy three
high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere
I got a old-school
the video store
And where they write the town paper
The kittens pounce and rip the mouse
Their mother caught by the church
A point and click picture
a pound have a drink, get down
I'm on the floor, besides the door
The sound is rich, and I ain't poor
I'm looking for Susie or Wendy or Judy
But look at her
are saying we can call it trust
And if we call it trust
Then all of us
Can get down together and live tall and just
Cause ive never plucked an eyelash
Let me tell you bout a girl I know
She my woman and she lives next door
Every morning 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in an old tin
door would be unlocked,
And I'd teach your Mom not to fear my cock,
I'd download all my music in MP3s,
And wouldn't fear retribution from record
I'm inside the air is fresh as [a lie? ]
You are greeted by a civil servant
She is dressed in beads
She jots down your needs
And casually recedes
Look
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
that to grind
Online wasn't far enough, so they grew
A rind, words on paper, worn downs by time
As desperation grows, behaviours decline
We socially
I watched a home video the other day and my mom and dad they have barely aged and I can't help but cry when I see them smile when they look down
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
On the internet found a cat named army
Said he'd shoot music videos for me
Seattle's finest shawty
Said he down if i need he catch a body
It's fine
Take it by storm now they see the flame
Way up we go we don't live the same
Way up we go and we takin' names
Way up
Way up
We came from Down Low now we
there was more to the story than that
'Cause she plays things down but according to that
He went missing one day in the morning he ran
She's doing
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit TNT
Run up in city hall and take
working at the airport
She kisses me and says, "I'm off to work, be back by 6 Hun"
Then leave me and the kids we watching videos and stuffs on
Instagram,
surrounded by men
In their own parish church for the very first time
Accused of witchcraft, casting demonic spells
They placed their necks and their lives
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