Lyrics:
never gone lie
Long as I'm alive shooters by my side
They ain't never scared take you for that ride
You gone keep taking L's cause you a broke ass nigga
Tokoyami
Tired of watching all these fake niggas like it’s Toonami
Bitch I got all the sauce I’m dripped up in teriyaki
You know this shit slap talking heat
born to die
But I pistol slap you and two niggas like 3 Stooges
Walk over to the bar and sip on Gin and juice
It's just the gangster in me, the thug
And on my block I'm somebody
But I won't beef with you if you ain't got no bodies
And nigga you don't wanna see Rolexx Homi
We slap it up, bang, bang,
No excuse, I wanna see 'em fly
If it's birds we gone get 'em by
My right hand man say how I told 'em to look at the sky
He said what nigga
it's back to the old school
Where the niggas get they strap on
Don't nobody cap on slap on some D-R-E
Or some funky ass shit by
The D-O double-G-Y D-O
your business on wax
When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack
See in the pen we got a name for niggas runnin' they yap
Sale
spooky, yeah
I'm gonna slap the black off one of you niggas, man
Haha, keep playin' with me, nigga
I'll smack the black off your fuckin' gums, boy
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right
Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when
I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
the dirt, nigga can't you tell?
Don't I ride by in that SSL?
Snoopy had to get it on, ball, beat ten of y'all
I'm just tryna show 'em how them men evolve
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
I can't believe this shit
This bitch is tryna gank me
Yo, I will slap you upside your head with nine inches of limp dick
You need a nigga with
Slow Loud And Bangin
And you'll be in the dust
It's a known fact I
Got a mouthpiece contaminated
Niggas hate it knowing they can't fade it
Innovated by
, slap that look off your face
And if you want it, come get it – all my niggas with it
Got Nuke and Squeak with me, you know the carbon spittin'
You
cracking 4's like a GD do a Trae
Messing with the opps, get you popped, by a K
Gangster nigga, everywhere I step, they gon' kill for me
I'm from gangster
think
It hurts to think that a nigga may need a shrink
Tall at heart even though I'm seen different
Judge me by appearance and you'll miss this clean
of y'all fuck with my nigga Busta Rhymes and if you fucking fuck with my nigga Busta Rhymes I'ma slap you in your fucking face my damn self.
Yeah tape slap
you rate, fuck them
Ain't got nothing on Ghetto, Ghetts or Justin
I already told you niggas when it's comes
To bars I am a certified drunken
Man are
book by its cover
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
Chorus
O its on, get at me, bitch I won't slap the shit outcha
Whacho want,
bang blood
But he stepped on his cousin
Pain make hearts (?)
But eat percs by the dozen
Young nigga driving the trap
Feel like nobody love em
That's why
yea you know what we came to Do
Top off the roof in all black wanna cut you some slack but my 40 locked aim on you
Mac 11 go dumb nigga call it Trae
myself
I got my niggas with me, I ain't run this shit all by myself
It costs to drip like this, lil' nigga, you better watch your step
If you ain't from
Do or die nigga
I'mma keep poppin' this champagne
(Ain't worried about shit)
Finally famous nigga
Man I look up to God
I wonder if I fell from
one of them pretty rappers
Buck if I really have to, I really slap you
King of Detroit, who they namin' the city after (what?)
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