Lyrics:
the fire and the base
I'm admired by the greats
This to each and every rap nigga
I look you liars in the face
Cold case, Rolls Wraith
Big dipper,
on the trigger, bandana 'round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of 'Gnac (blah)
I'm a real Compton Crip I hope you niggas get the message (yeah)
Alcatraz
Don’t bother with the god mc
Godfather, build big dro like Rasta
Ya bumbaclot
You got chickens we raid ya spot
Kick in your door waving’ the 4 4
nigga
What the hell is goin on,
I'm tryin to ease back,
And get my head in the zone,
Where the fuck you tryin to go,
Nigga this yo city,
Anywhere,
I woke up this morning, I had a boner
I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner
I be going through shit, losin' bitches
was with it so when you be quiet
Now you facin twenty all by yourself
The nigga you was with man he rich as hell
Even though this story is a fairy
you can't even sleep yet
That's the only thing we ever saw, we repeat that
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I'd be back
Broad day, threw
this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,
[Chorus]
[C-Ride]
Carol City on my mind, we mobbin' out the line
I'm on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
We work hard, nigga you sleep
used to be
left without a warning
Who knew one so big could grow so small
Lighter than the writing on the wall
When angels cry, can I stand by
When
the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat when my brain spill
You for it, images without no coke connect pills
We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know
Better get you a visa, he's a trip
I had Trae The Truth in Ibiza lit
Niggas ain't 'bout to outwork me
Go to sleep late, I'm still wakin' up early
going fast and the furious
Uh I stack big like notorious
And every dub that I take be glorious
I get fly for myself and not the audience
And if you
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
these niggas all in question
Last night I went to sleep, wanted more
Tried to decide what direction I should go towards
Some nights I wish I could go
my city I'm the closest thing to hope
Used to be barely above water, now I float
Same bitches in my DM's used to take me for a joke
Niggas talk
the final chapter, you told me, volume three
Yo, come through, eat niggas like ? You
And tell them bitches in the back, that we want to fuck too
We
'round me, Cartier bracelets
I feel like Frank White walkin' into Arty Clay shit
You niggas got fat while everybody starved
My city don't sleep, I ain't
talk shit
But you ain't gon' do nothing to Lavell
I return from Hell, nigga, like, "yeah, yeah
Yeah" bloody body and all
Dripping, gripping my balls
Hope
for you
What's he trying to do to you
Miss him more as days go by
Try your hardest not to cry
And keep hope alive
'Cause in your mind, you
for my motherfuckin' low rider
Oh, my niggas can't eat? Then y'all niggas can't sleep
I just begun to peep Nightmares on Elm Street
Release from
With the hurricanes cause even the biggest hurricane couldn't phase us
We got a dome for the Heat that put y'all to sleep
and we carry hits from night
Shit, I know I won't!
That shit you kickin'? Nigga it ain't hittin'
It is what it is, hope you can handle your biz
A real nigga know he gotta put his
You notorious for talking big shit
Let's see if you ready to die
Cause all my niggas homicide
And all my niggas 7:30
And all my niggas be obliged
So
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