Lyrics:
and Moses
Two by two and then they kick me off the boatses
I don't give a fuck the waters warm I dip my toes in
Swimmin' through the six and now I'm running
disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-cocking) from here on in
My new name from now on, don't even call
of love
Like Dreamers do
Touch your heart -
You've the grip of broken heart
Oh we are daytime friends and nightime fools
Wanna play this game
you
On west 7 mile, you know, swinginh the herb
Fool, I know who that is
Who you talking about kicking in some DOORS?
Santa, SANTA CLAUS!ho Ho
Ho everybody's
neva stoppin'
c-C-E doin 7-5 down I-80
99 problems I ain't thought about lately
Busy movin through the blessings devil's tryna chase me
Got me juiced up
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
play wit me, okay send The File, doin' laps around
These fools, I'm runnin' miles, how you average, and stuck in a cycle, this is my survival
Runnin Up In My House, Fool
Ain't No Food In My Daughter Mouth, I'm Goin Out Too
Just Think About What Your Doin, 'cause Buddy, Bullets Burn
May God
and yellow by night
I ain't trippin all kicks get dirty with time
And If your shoes stay white you ain't doin it right
My momma told me
Don't chase these women
one thing clear
We been making music for years ya hear
Hardcore you better ask about hay
I get love 'round the way like e-40 in the bay
I'm from
them love and it turn to Matter[01:16.04]Never judge a book by its cover[01:17.74]E no be what you Dey see[01:18.96]Nionam yawmupe know how it
Augustus
Rocking a Caesar
Eating a Caesar salad in August
Plus I'm illustrious
I've been with the Moors
Born and raised in LA by Monster Cody
Slowly chose
don’t compare
Momma never been a fool sellin food runnin up n down da stairs
Yelling get the fuck up outta here
Coppin p’s by da pair, p for pound not
starting thinking like C.E.O
Grinding my whole life how can niggas not wanna see me grow
Hand to hand to mechanic man thats greasy doe
Not sitting stiff till
like it's tennis
Bitch, come get with me cause I be stacking by the plenty
I'mma kill this shit in 30 minutes
Dough boy, bitch, promise I won't be
life
Got crazy taste and super fly
Can't rollout fools so don't fool wit I
Team relation thats you and I
Jut you and I
Still cruisin by
Pressing buttons
Tell Bama they ain’t fuckin with us
This that 40 out the bag
This that shorty in the passenger
Rolling up
Leather sandals/ Sunglasses
That
Selling Os by
talk
Forty rappers I injure
I reach final I win cup
No be me holy pass
No be me good e pass
But na me soak e garri pass
Those people wey talk say I be
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his family, but
this bitch wit Dj Green Latern
Tony YaYo
Its the Remix
The Game
Have you ever seen a Bently Coupe on Gold Dayton Wires, doin a buck fifty, Me Banks
a know that I slang, that I-see-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
to me envy they bleed
Stay away if you not my G
Only Fam 1st and Town Biz aloud around me
Mac Dre embezzlements n E 40 delegates
Please Pay a dividence
the .40 on the waistline
On an all beef diet, never ate my
Words, tell these nerds go ahead and grab a plate, I
Only serve just desserts, I don't bake pies
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