Lyrics:
like, ayy (Lil Boat)
I'm in this bitch like, ayy
I'm in his bitch like ayy
(His bitch, ayy, uh)
I'ma need me a minute before I walk in, ayy
I
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
on her too
im her hubby she ma boo
i'll always love her yes its true
so i get her different shoes different robbas different troops
Haa! by the way i had
a distance and they scopin' my neck
But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck
And I can already vision people sayin I'm wrong
But I rather his
a hundon
Ooh yeah Gucci python ooh yeah
She play with her tongue
Yeah, I bought that bitch a new charm
Lil nigga pop when I told him come see about me
Guess wah
My bruzzy just linked me
Said he bout to touch the highway
He hit the Cans Tran
He be my way by Friday
I'm on my killa cam
Tryna show
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
ain't tripping
Kansas City so too small I'll see him when I see him
It's Mr. FahFah I just thought that I should mention
Tha last shhsh got ahhtt but that
this shit was over, send some shots then
You think you safe where you at out West? Lil nigga just bopped in
I know some killas from out West, they keep
before I'm a young fresh nigga
Swaggin' out the room like I
Pulled the fuckin' trigga
Killa, but don't push me
Something like Lil Wayne mixed
With Dwyane
Azz
Them Killa Kali niggas blast and smash
Without a murda weapon or a witness
Too many niggas in yo' car, risky business
They turn snitches
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
and raised by Nas
Raised by the sharks but I'm swimming with the prawns
I found my own lane meet Mr Folarin
Peace to Lil' Cease
Microphone track board, loose chord, oh Lord
Promo number one Sadat X had a grenade
And the have next day I smashed the shit
Weird flex but ok
I'm Serial killa
Ok
In my city they know that I'm the goat
MJ
You talking reckless
Oy yav
Your girl on my line
New bae
Me
of a thug caught in the devil's lap
On the streets I was invincible
Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew
What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa
the dope stop dryin'
I won't stop supplyin' 'til they stop buyin'
My lil' boy ain't even one, but he a giant
And for his birthday I might buy him a lion
killas out the way thats dropping shit by they lonely
Wont see me do a lot of features cause these rappers be phony
Here go the bread go get a head my lil
Now it's so spooky spooky spooky Mr. Halloween
I’m like the boogie boogie man better watch for me
Okay let's go and get the funds I think its time
bout my money (Nah nah)
And I don’t play about my cash (Nah I don’t)
These niggas wanna act too funny (Yah they do)
I’ll send my killas on yo ass (Go get
boy and you'll be safe
Come and vibe upon me
I guess I guess I guess I guess
It's Mr. Mack Uk
The master class for "after you's"
Chivalry ain't dead but
[Carlos Coy]
I see my streetz full of hustlas sellin dope
Creepin trophy truckz and buss off killa smoke
I see older folkz turn away
they disgusted
a crib somewhere by the rich folks
Same old young nigga used to kick doors
The whole world love me cause they know my shit cold
If not, I switch hoes every
Aye zone three
Now I remember back then
A lot of you boys ain't count me in
But I did myself tho
They like who that is just walked in
Mr zone three
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