Lyrics:
blackin' out
Pulled the MAC-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'Fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair,
from black and the gray, from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face, from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking AKs up, from
Racking up hits to
Stacking them
wine
Santana d-v-x make you wanna have sex (ooh)
I'm rich bitch! I'm havin' my chips
Get laid all the time, by 70's chicks, uh
Won hella grammies,
by making this motherfuckin' world rock
Side to fuckin' silence bitch for years and man we still ain't stop
Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese
come to talk (talk), I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon' hit; aww, shit
[Chorus x 2]
[Chingy]
Ma showed up
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
Johnny was a girl, everybody knew,
Didn't give a damn just passing trough
Had a kind of dream back when she was 12
Knew that she belong to somewhere
it run it
Couldn't get by couldn't survive
9 out of 10 I was fine
I just pretend till it's my time
Couldn't do basic sh*t
Lost my relationship
Put up
why'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes
[Angie Martinez]
Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come live from the streets,
orange pumpkin Hummer
Stumblin? from the Courvoisier, and lots of hay
And make me run in your place and take your pops away
See, they got niggas in my hood
to that Iceberg when it's hit by heat (woo)
It won't be a pretty sight, you and your pretty wife
Oh you must have forgot dog, this is the city life
too you like
Chicken wings & rice
I was in Jersey made five bands came back to Philly & made it twice
And Johnny made ten then did it thrice
More money
men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels
When giving crews a brush with death like between meals
Two times a day with
[Chorus]
Drag-On, n****s act on
Messin' wit' the team - it's gon' be a sad song
X will bring the day and the night
'Cause we get it right, get it
bout to faint
So baby
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha drank (Do It) [x2]
I wanna couple of dem para-dises
Gimme two of dem sum
find me down Edinburgh Drive
With a chick by my side and the pitts doing wheelies
Slide in I see a cutie with a pretty face
You already know she's
Broke the ice, an often sold weed to stars,
But hey now an they how I run my sweet,
Yay Deep from the lungs to expose my heat,
Like my nigga 40 waters
men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels
When giving crews a brush with death like between meals
Two times a day with
HcLF THE STORY
Words and music by Johnny cimcrier
© 2023 Mineodale Music
I was prayin' that everything I knew was wrong
cnd she was sayin,”I always
up the party Project X
Turnt he the hardest think he next
Place ya bet hit’em on the flex
Goin’ out crashin’ no wreck (Scurr)
Niggas trappin’ out
Yea, ok-ok, yea
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Just when you thought it was ova
The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+
Now, you can catch me by
the first to run if I hear some lead fly
Same by the Bed-Stuy(?)
Stack chips with the Vegas
I'll kill 'em with the
I'll kill 'em with the
Hello, yes,
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
we might just run up you get hit
And you don’t know who I be knowin I could surprise you with it
But this song ain’t bout the violence talk I’m back
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