Lyrics:
knee
Give
Givin' the thanks and the glory
Peace
Peace and love to my family
Protect
Protect them keep them happy
Can I even do this by myself
I'm
getting my money!
Hook
Verse 3: WildStyle
Straight for the hood I be live 4-5 by my side
As I ride on the funky track bumpin' yo back
In the 'Lac we be
a five, gotta stop you know i try, it’s jus this bitch and i, she askin where i was last night? groupie hoes by my side, my boys gon slide in five
you more like Morbius
Art canvasses
Bitch, I never been where Kansas is
I'm calling Dorothy up, I'm on romantic shit, a five course and such
Keep it
Gimme some fucking time
See I gotta son, he just turned nine
While I'm at home on cloud nine
Clock out five, that's prime time
Come back home, to my
Trisha got me movin' .5 speed, I'm sleepin', droolin'
Hundred steps ahead at all times like all I think's conclusions
Why you post that eater on your
gonna slide
Baby hold the gat, put that shit by your side
I'm on one, so lil bitch don't kill the vibe
We smoke strong, got me floatin' in the sky
And
I
until that day I see destiny
Mix the food for thought you get the recipe, soul food
In the past was so fooled by small talk with small minds
Now I look
in my eyes
They was tryna catch me like fire flies
On the West side or the South side
Then televise I'm top five
Better lie like Killa Cam in
thirty-six
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
thirty-six
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
Hi rolla
Nobody stepping on me
Mix in my cola
Sweating Five hundred degrees
Found out I'm bipolar
Other side of me a g
That be my opponent
fryin'
I ain't the ganja farmer, the crop keeps dyin'
I'm on the tech' and the night pass by
Wont get through this door how hard you try it
Barricade
Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty By Nature and all the real thugs out there
(Who fi broke-broke an who fi rich-rich)
Keep it comin'!
(Outlaw
From the west side
Best side of the windy city
Rico C, best rapper, he love titties
Grammy aspirations & want to snag him a billy
Niggas hate, he
the bloodbath keep steerin' the B.G.'s on the West path
Chest blast
Buckshots touch yo' whole side
N 2 deep no sleep when we ride claim that West gang
Always
it rains it pours, been trained on how to stick and move
Crawling out the cradle growing pains in my reach
Discipline was put in place to keep
not gag
I just popped a Xan
Now I'm feeling like Mike
Mix it with the Perc got me feeling alright
Whoa
'signer in my closet, yeah Fendi, Off White
Whoa
the-the-the O, the P the E
Riding clean, the G the L, it's 63
Ooh-wee, see chicken heads, they fiend for me
Yung north S-I-D-E, W-E-T bitch
Yeah
tryna act like Nicki
Two sticks on my side, who tryna come with me
Bad bitch, (uh, yeah)
Gave a bitch a high five, she say she rollin' 60
Peanut butter in
you keep me optimistic
With you by my side you give me 20 20 Vision
Together on a mission got hope and ambition
I got your back you got my back and I
duffel too fuckin heavy
Imma upgrade her life if she fuckin let me
Ii could upgrade her life just by fuckin
To keep it 100
Ii show out in public
Uu kno
putting out my fan base the problem solvers
So I've been tickin', clocked in like a 9 to 5
I need you to listen, cause I'm tryin' to keep you alive
Painted
She a brainiac them hips a lie
All these badd bitches want my dick for hire
Southside, this the Chi
West side slide by
East side shore drive
North side
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