Lyrics:
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wa**up honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wassup honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
checking the sun
And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun
So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn
really on shit, make a fool of ya (at all)
Learned how to shoot by myself, no tutor
Prime time bitch, but I'll probably get your Maybach popped (prime
(30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga)
Wop
My fault, white chalk on the sidewalk and it's my fault (and it's my)
Yeah, I was out on the side walk
don't play, I'm out that tank
Money in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, salute cause we cap
Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps
like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire
He gettin' moved by a hearse
You act a fool for our clout
You get the news in a shirt
Ice too precise, all night,
the sunset.? Clichés like, ?Get off of my planet by sundown!? More so than clichés like, ?he died with his boots on.? Marine tough the man is. Bogart tough
and said, "get in, you old fool"
She offered her keys, cried and said, "please!"
She promised not to tell and give me a's and be's
I said, "I want your money
stick ya
In his side like a leak, then your ass is leakin'
Homie, how I found out? Boy, you know I ain't speakin'
Just consider yourself gone by
a pool float
Can't put time and energy into fools Gold
Noooo
Been killin it
Yup Im gone win again
Type to bring his girl along like Ben Finnegan
My value
night
I was awakened by a shining bright light
Overhead a glorious spirit
He gave me a message and you all need to hear it
Send me your money
Put the sweat down on a fool at the bus stop.
Wrong set, wrong move get smoothe popped.
Gots to make our money on the corner.
Try to sqeeze, nigga
screaming "Die motherfucker"
Never showing mercy cause that shit is for the weak
I rhyme with my glock and knock a nigga off his feet
A young nigga, shorts
that he who has been successful
Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother
I feel that's my role, that's my job
I know when I was a kid
You
it
He's an answered prayer
A childish dare
And a fool-hearty outlaw
Who's just passing through
Repeat Chorus
Keeps his hat on his head
His hand
the gloom
His heart's surrounded by an iron fence
But he'll never be as cold as Mike Pence
Bad president (Bad precedent)
Couldn't fool us with your lies
Bad
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wassup honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor
Right there, stall three
Hi baby.
Wassup honey?
Hey you know it's just only one more week until family
crucify
Them nails are needles and them needles lie
Need to read between the lines
A fool will fall long by his pride
All you want is just the fame
hit (I ain't know that)
Same feelings yo' man get
Chop' hit his top and his dreads twist (you know that)
Playin' cool, they playin' you like a fool
money
I remember when you and me used to ball, we had it all, and we took a fall
I came up in cokeland, better known as Oakland
Your weed could sell,
was so kind
I went straight down to the bank, drew out all the money I had, and hurried back before he changed his mind
I handed over all of my money
both of my thumbs
Now Boy I'm cool cool
Got 1000 fucking dollars
On Balenciaga shoes (Shoes)
Salute that boy Don Will
Man we bout to act a fool fool
I
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