Lyrics:
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
puttin' work in overseas
At ease with the Doggy and smoke some ***
*** it, if my *** detoxin', it's more for me
Baby, this is presidential really
to the second power
When I hit the liquor
And I don't serve emcees
I'm serve dickas
Bang bang boogie
When I hit a shot of loogie
Now let's get right on down to the skit
A baby is brought into a world of pits
And if it could've talked that soon
In the delivery room
It
to get shot
Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack the fact
They
have her screaming out my government name
And she ain't never got to tell me how she want it
I'm a real one baby, I'm already knowing
She said her
and downs then an Impala switch
Get your hand out of my pocket nigga, go fish
I was born by myself so I don't owe yall shit
Nigga you tell me, what you
back cause the cops shot you
Buck buck bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News!"
Booyaka buckle up, mothafuck ops too
Ain't no knuckling up em young cause
and
A diggity-cap, my slipp'ry style is
I got the mics, the back pop, crackle and snap
And all that, me and a gang of ping ping bang zoomer
To freak ya outcha
mo' ups and downs, than the Impala switch
Get yo' hand out my pocket nigga, go fish
I was born by myself so I don't owe y'all shit
Nigga you tell me
of screws loose in my brain
Besides that, ain't nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm still a thug
Nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still represent St.
[Chorus]
I can't lose bitch, I'm so used to winnin' (Bang , Bang)
Fuck with my family and you are finished (Bang , Bang)
And bitch we at the top,
be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick
Talkin' shit he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick she
be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick
Talkin' shit he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick she
Bang
I'll Stay true, till I lose you
Bang
Shawty had shot me down
Now it not the same
Now it is all around
Bang
Can anyone hear me now
The bullet
[Suga Free]
No, uh-uh excuse me wait baby treat yo' cash
And remind me when we get home to get going
And crack my whip and pack yo' shit
Befo' I
goin'...)
If a sneak start leanin' and the heat stop workin'
Then my heat start workin' I'm-a rob me a person
Catch a nigga sleepin' while he out in
shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit
My killas got shooters on shooters
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang
Knock em down hundred
Dealin' with G Armani, speakin' Italian-i
Spend my 30 stacks in a weekend down in Milan
Oh yeaa
Yea we party with mamacitas
We don't wear them Rollies
still in the field like Suárez
In the four by four mes natës
'Cah we get money regardless
Splash man up like I've lost my taste
Keep splashing, can't
This is my livelihood that you fucking with
This is it right here baby
No more hating in the world
You know, it's gonna be what its gonna be
got from my pops
And saints, bustin back in '90 hope you got from the shots
Put it down for the town and I gang wit us
St. Louis did it derty, throw
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's
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