Lyrics:
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em
strange
Sat by my self boy I thought about things
You been a lil fraud snake fangs Still get em whacked ain't a damn thing change
Know about me bitch don't
Bizzy Bone It's the Dog, Bizzy Bone
Got the Dog
You got Bizzy Bone ya man
Undisputed champion boy
Here's how it's done aight
I love you in
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
tops
Swallowed all the nuts they just got
Right from the dough shop
I slides by in my new do
They pulled my range rover over
Roll your window down
dutch
Ow, the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty
covered up with lil' hearts
Her partner got 'em laced
Cut right below the waist
You can tell they got taste by they ensemble
One like to salsa, the other
glocks, but pushin heavyweight
You niggas goofy, boy, you bogus
Super slackin he wasn't focused
Sensors at my crib ain't the only thing that's catching
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
fight, do it with the pen
Tell em that you can go Texas Chainsaw Massacre
I'ma go WickedSkengMan part 10
And he'll go and do a fire in the park part 2
You gotta now when to hold em now when to fold em
Learn how to roll with the punches
Take em to school give these niggas brown bag lunches
If it
told me Wop you too good for this
My nigga I do this daily
Tap my nigga on the shoulder just to tell em
Look hey we made it
Was grindin n hustlin
Now we
a lick then I went and copped a Maybach
All shawty wanted was a dope boy (dope boy)
Never save a hoe like a lifeguard
And I got the molly by
flock
Hood baby with the chicken plate
If its beef tell em pick a date
Tell my bullets to yeah pick a face
Find they name then I hit erase
Na I'm back
try turn to Soulja Boy
I pull the Draco out (Whoa)
These days, rappers sold outs and
They all made up, façade
Only two people I know gon' tell the truth
PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playing
I'm that
Smoke a blunt of strong, tell me, is you with that?
I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell
these niggas from the gitty up
Y'all give me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole city up
And niggas don't believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is
WANT IT
PROLLY COULDA BEEN LIKE MIKE (I AINT JOKIN)
TOO BUSY TRYNA MAKE A HIGHLIGHT, (NOT SCORING)
NO MORE LIVING WITH PYRITE LIKE IT’S GOLDEN
I TELL EM
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Otown marco
Aye aye
I’m a old soul, I just peep things
Roll that dope smoke, that’s how we ease pain
Tell 'em take a photo,
dick when it can fit barely
They probably think I'ma Limp Bizkit, their spit's jelly
But I put 'em in the woods, I'm a redneck, I'm a hick, tell me
Go
nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight
I don't stop rappin' like my first tapes
When I was broke, I used to sell em instantly (instantly)
One look, you could tell
you fu you is who you wasn't
I'm on fire like I hopped out the oven
I'm so high yea I'm baked
That boy dry point him to the lake
I get that loud in by
to war, okay?)
Everybody's coming with guns
Niggas gettin' pimped by Columbians
They put 'em on the streets like a bitch
Nigga's slangin' but
cards
Me and homeboy would go one-on-one
'Cause playing the game is a lot of fun
Sit by the TV and watch 'em all
'Cause Kurtis Blow is rappin'
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