Lyrics:
I’m putting in GTA FIVE
People coming into my world
I kick’em out before they enter
Got me up all night playing Transformers
I Got beaten by 11
police walking up knowing they can't talk to us
Ain't no stopping this re rock from hitting the block with us
I'm on some new shit you couldn't see with
Bam when I flip the shit like Aunt Jemima
Used to sweat a lil Hundo
Now I count by thousands
Superstar on your block
But can you reach the counter
through
Grab your bitch and your kids
We want 'em too
Yeah, 'cause playaz come out when it's sunny
But when night time comes
Those
a pound of dro' motherfucker
You in the feds gotta do 5 years
Just because you wouldn't squeal motherfucker
You got kids to feed
They gotta live even if
hold you close
I'll draw you in
Kids in the open air block solid state technology
Man that sounded like shit
We're getting older and we know we
enormous cheddar
Fuck a Fugees sweater stay Wu-Wear fly polo
Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo
Rolled my dolo, killed from the east
Me and Reef left
a family in two
Puts people on streets
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Jedward's back with a brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me
Heeeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Daddy's home sweetheart
It seems that the dreams for the children on the block
Has gone from love, to a thug, with a million dollar watch
You see
We Flintsone kids we surrounded by bricks and rocks
And my thugs don't give a fuck about catching a case
We bring them stacks back I-95 and they exit
the feeling I fathered the energy bit by the opps, uh
I get the M and the flame and the banger, gon' make him lose top, uh
Full metal jacket, rappers smackin'
cooked 6 trays
Split it 6 ways, call me new money
Call my kids old money, grandkids royalty
Half Turkish, half German call her payback
On my lap in
cell and do some head spins
Don't forget kids, if you test us
You will drop like fall semesters
Watch the texans, beat the redskins
On the news that
in the dark
And ain't no stoppin, once a nigga start
It ain't nothin new, up under the sun for days and days
Under the moon, is where I was born
Knie
Du bist nur ein Bonze, ich der Inbegriff von Gee
Skrupellos on top, unsere Jugend fickt deinen Kopf
Alles Gute kommt von unten - New Kid
to the grower to shop (yeah)
We be them boys put that dope on the block (yeah, yeah)
Look, we be them boys put that ho on the schedule (on the schedule)
Turn
rights
I got pride when I do this rap shit
Eat it slice by slice
Like I was a fucking fat kid
I’m comin’ for that pie
I ain’t talkin’ bout that graph
it happened to the white kids
""War on Drugs"" or ""Opioid Crisis"" ?!
Big Pharm kills more Americans than Isis
the FDA is El Chapo
they the drug
Knie
Du bist nur ein Bonze, ich der Inbegriff von Gee
Skrupellos on top, unsere Jugend fickt deinen Kopf
Alles Gute kommt von unten - New Kid
that's just like
My fire just want to be
Gangsta and begins by guns
Ad find excuses to fire
It's the possession of
Broken nobody's hiringprofiling
And ain't no stoppin, once a nigga start
It ain't nothin new, up under the sun for days and days
Under the moon, is where I was born and raised
And doomed
spot
We about to ride on the world
Leave it deserted like Mars
Get your wig spilt, by 40 juggalo rap stars
A little kid asked me if
I ever killed anybody
He was born in an East Side tenement
His folks were new to the land
They worked for the men who brought them here
But it didn't work out
coming out the scene its just wicked fickit
New Orleans, nigga what
That nigga Chad don't like it yo
What what
That nigga Bobby want to deal you fo
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