Lyrics:
on the radar get it till the graveyard
And my homie got that thang nigga
Go on play hard
Ok it’s raining, nigga what that flood cost
I found hate, but no love
From the west to the sucka city hoes
I know one thang fo sho
Ya betta not bring your ass hoe
All my Green Bay niggaz, my Racine niggaz
My K
something to give
That's love, black on black, that's how they made it
And if any busters flip, they get faded
L.A. is where I'm speakin of
Peace to all
Little more effects
And I can't resist
So we get funky in the house
You know what I'm sayin'?
L.L. Cool J style
What?
This ain't on a pop tip
K-Dot real life
Was the same life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need
Yeah
Man, I woke up this mornin'
Like let me pop that Papi talk real quick let me do that
Wide size foreigns out front of the palace
Said she never
right now
Pop me a pill now I'm geeked saved by the bell like I'm Screech
I'm with the hood like a fleece I got this shit out the streets
Always
Killa Gangsta To Know That You Can Die Tryna Hide Sides Thangs Fo The Dough After The Club Get Ta Skippin 'cause They
Trippin Off In The Mo
It doesn't
mixtape
Let me know what I mean by that
I’m hollerin at my pops, you already
Know the number one five star
Number one stunner
What up 5? I like you nigga
mean you my pa'tner in crime
Like that check this out let's let 'em know summin'
You know niggas should've been plugged up
From L
mean you my pa'tner in crime
Like that check this out let's let 'em know summin'
You know niggas should've been plugged up
From L
the Empire State
The home of that Time Magazine new face
Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I come from
by how the cash stack, and how I make a gun
motherfuckers
Killer cities, killer centerfolds and gangs and niggas snitchin'
On the block you lose your life over the thangs that niggas grippin'
In
I'm in Dublin's and I got myself a four
The hood love me, hoodrats gotta hug me
Pop ex, spark the buba, the shit get ugly
Rock the mic anywhere,
I'm Kendrick Lamar, mmm
A.K.A. Benz is to me is just a car, mmm
That mean your friends need to be up to par
See my standards are pampered by
you do a double take (now let's go y'all, woo)
Planet rocker, show stopper
Flow proper, head knocker (yeah)
Beat scholar, tail dropper
Do my thang
can't get broke
And that's all I know
Maintaining, doing my thang
Swanging in a slab, gripping on wood grain
That's just the life that I chose
Don't worry
side
Had to do a walk-by
Walked up on then popped him up
Watched that fuckin'' clown die
Bitch, don't try to play me
Or you'll push up daisies
Baby
KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U!
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
Cause they straight be, in K.U!
Then back to Kansas City where it's Gates all on they
(Oh, baby do you)
That's right, that's right do yo' thang
Baby, do yo' thang, huh (smokin' up, smokin' up)
Ahaha, yeah, and it don't quit (smokin'
on that bubble gum got a nigga numb
90 G's each wrist make a bitch cum
I just spent a Maserati on my chain man
So when I'm movin' I just
Say I'm switchin'
freeze wrist be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in that thang of reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit me
Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
always lay with who they want to lay with
Well it's the be -L-A-see-K to the S-P double O-K
It don't matter what another man say
I'm gone still
flex then wreck
So E what's next?
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-N
Call me a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage
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