Lyrics:
on Rock, niggas get rocked
You get put to shame (Let's go)
Ima stay silent bout Kappa and Gio
Got a bad bitch and she speaking that Creole
I'm big dog but
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Only God can judge me, got me feelin' like I'm Tupac
Take off with this backwoods, stuff that bitch with moon rock
Ride with this ratchet and this
of aggregation
You're called the people in
A life of demonstration
We've gotta change the
World before annihilation
I'm gonna get a rifle and I'm gonna get a gun
I
afterlife Yea yea yea afterlife Yea yea yea
In the night when my demons finna Fight When I get sad I mix the syrup With the sprite
Trapped in a cell in my
more than 6 figures
A motherfuckin made nigga
(Feel me)
Motherfuckin Made Niggas
(Made Niggas)
I got a plot to get richer
Take my picture
I can not ever be sober
I said won't drink when I'm older
I feel like the ends gettin' closer
Fuck it ima be high when it's over
First things first
play ma song)
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And (I'm dancin') all day all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside
(All
fraudulent over here
From the Rock 585, I love this shit, but I be gone
You dig
Got older, my heart got colder
Yeah
Got older, my heart got colder
Pick up
Wanted to be Jay then K. West, wanna be
Star of the Roc, kid, you're not Sean Connery
But like The Rock I'm surrounded by watery flows
Still it really
change
Mix around, rearrange
It'll never be the same
Happens overnight
I know I'll never be the same from my eight nights
Just get me through the night
get to squeezing
Devil on my shoulder I ride with some demons
Con la Maria ando bien al tiro
Sigo mi rollo ando en lo mio
I might just mix the Gucci
Bitch I'm in the mix
I ain't sanctified want that whole smoke
Mix up in this bitch
I am no savage I'm a whole pope
You know me which side nigga
I
Bitch I'm in the mix
I ain't sanctified want that whole smoke
Mix up in this bitch
I am no savage I'm a whole pope
You know me which side nigga
Older brother one of my best friends
The near future, might buy him a Benz
Get along real well like a chain link fence
Playin Halo 3, he is the best
radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you play my song)
And get ma rock get ma roll
You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting
when you know I'm always late
Aching for the day when I finally get to say
One day when we're older and it isn't out of reach
I'll take you to the ocean
I hang with ni**as that's balling out of control on the block with rocks snot coming out of they nose in the cold my ni**as they still hustling, but
years old on the mother fuckin' playground)
Back in the mix cause I'm turning some tricks
Hopping out my ride, I found these twelve bricks
Get a grip,
Being bodied by me is a blessing
So take this “L” as a lesson I'm gone
Oh that's that singing nigga
I heard he be dancing too
I heard he been on the roll
ma song
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And I'm dancin' all day, all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside
All right
Got me
get low, we never met, bro
Don't you trust that we up here like Metro
Never last, I'ma stay in Primero
I don't play by these nails, Toledo, my bitch
In
I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you
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