Lyrics:
the Buddha bless bless my head and the eyes are red
Comin' for ya, 3-2-1 nice to know ya
You wanted to pop junk
So now it's like a little Vigor
I outta
From day one ive been tied to the tracks
Tried to hold me back but my mind is intact
Wouldnt let me grow or rise from the rats
Wouldnt let my colours
for my children and my kin
Til my brothers out the motherfucking pen I'm going in
Verse 2 (Ice-T)
Fuck it
Bout to bust it with guns in broad
Dun Deal, C4, fuck nigga
Niggas drop salt and rice
Fuck 'round and hop out 'Gatti
4 Bombs Baby, brrr
Dun Deal, ay, Migos
Know what I'm sayin
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
divides us
But our fear denies it
While the papers stir it
The colours of the flag we wave
Were and will become blood red again
And the madmen all say
know they be hatin' on how I'm cakin'
Want me boxed or dead
I move with birds by the flock instead
D.c., I keep whoopin', keep cookin', 'til the pots
on God, on God, straight up)
Brand new Draco ready to crash like when the stocks go down (pyoom)
I'm rich for real, I could press a button and make
a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by
Gel soft, well blow, give him a minute, he'll grow
And all you gotta do is play the track again
I'm ready and revived, baby, back again
(Chorus)
to the Himilayas I'm
Comentating (say what?) illustrating (yeah)
Descriptions given, adjective expert (I hear you)
Let's work, til your neck hurt (oooh)
Like
friend tonight (ooh)
But you ain't even ready for a day in the life
And you gotta respect it if I'm payin' the price
When you're fuckin' with the eagle
nobody wants to swim in
When one phone call coulda been the one to prevent it
So I'm there for my dogs 'til we forever on
'Til we hit the dealership
All these motherfuckers tryna show you I'm a lesser man
Thinkin' that it's right about time to learn a lesson, fam
We all bleed the same colour in
so bright
Nigga I'm my light, runnin, rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop jerkin beef
and I'ma bury ya
So remember the Squad that I'm reppin'
I fill a clip of my weapon and Punish niggas 'til it's Armageddon
Yeah, and you don't stop
by my side?
Oh, I hope so
'Cause oh babe
I want to dream high
But i cant reach
I try to stand tall
But I'm 5'3
I'll be counting sheep
'Til I fall
Searching for a score
A bag full of notes with range
That don't have me door to door
Fuck it ya I'm done with these jobs
I'm ready to swim, shit, and never
ready to graze
Took my hat off and the crowd went crazy
Bitches threw their panties, the sound man was fannin' me
The whole place was standin', G
What
give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
Ready to self destruct lord I don't want to die
But what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I
mothafuckas
Somebody find my rocker cause
I'm literally off it
I'm in the murder business I just
Spit you bitches a coffin
Yo, til the day I die, I be puffing
temple
Lay on the wall and watch all y'all
You can't injure a ninja who crept and took fall
Surrounded by crime cats, time for tap jaws
Leave red
til the day I say I do
Love me til the day I say I do
Love me til the day I say I do
Finna be the best night
Sit down, sip up the red wine
Kiss right up
two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
In a high holster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to cock back, we bust and your
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