Lyrics:
[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw some
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
know me but ion know who that
N****s been hating I already knew that
8 Hunnid block you know where the crew at
Me and my n****s don't lack
Send two shots
concern I promise I'm too legit
Fuck the other side and other guys my crews the shit
When problems arise my people ride, we who to get
Got yo bitch in
'ma live and buy it
I'ma live by it
I see the stars, I'm not talking about the ones in the sky
I'm talking about the crew, D-I-M-I-E
He shine like jewelry
live in hell (hell)
A livin' hell, I'm Hellboy, I live in hell
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Without any help, so that
'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna bake a casserole
Looking at the globe from up high, shots fired
Like Kennedy was riding by the Grassy Knoll
I
Y'all so transparent it's see thru
I fathered yo style you just my son a part two like a sequel
Send a clean up crew to come sweep ya
Or roll up a blunt
cash is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to havin' money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it
ain't no joke
Down with the sound called BDP
After livin' on the streets alone
Some years went by, I signed myself into a group home
I used to watch
And plus, my nigga Raheem, from ?
You know I poured out beer for Fernando too
And I still smoke my bogeys in the rest of the crew
Yo ain't nothin changed
But I kick back, relax, count hundreds by the stacks
And keep the yay on the stove till the whole key cracks
Ain't a busta in the crew, so I
I know for certain I was
Built for this life right here
And I'm gone live it yeah
Don't worry how I live it, no no
I ain't got no limits, no no
They
one unison son plus there aint no I in we
No
The Hip-Hop Society
Matter fact one last fact for yall thats a whole nother act
Yeah yeah an by another
We turn this bitch into SOCOM 2
I'm the best rapper alive, Lil Wayne's migraine
Jay-Z's headache, touchin what the lead ain't
Motherfuck your feelings,
Put me in a serious situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest
I guess I smoke
So watch it when you talk shit, cause if I flip
I be on some old _King Of New York_ shit
And ain't nothin nice about that
Cause my crew is much
stop 'til I empty the sack
My crew know that I back them any time
I get the toys out when it's play time
And if my O2's off tell man
Ring me on my BBK
Standing tall yeah im locked with the OGs, real money hunters, getting to it by any means (standing on business)
For my 2 boys and my girl, I live n
county like a parade or second line
Chew a crew up, bitch ever tryin' to press his luck
I do a walk-by and leave him dry like a pool puck
And like a mad
you HUH
HEY! I'm coming through with my crew
When they seein' what we doing, they be doin it too
Me and a lot of rappers ain't speaking
Cause I be
I did, I did for you
I stuck by your side when you ain't have no crew
And I was the one who got you outta shit
When you ain't know what to do
They
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
see i aint got nothing to loose
so ima roll around tha city smoken blunts with mah crew
when we CRUISE x2
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