Lyrics:
coming straight up the block
With a pocket full of motherfucking gwap and a thang cocked
Call the weed man get a bag'll make your brain pop
Don't you
the bible
I tried reaching God, like always he was unavailable
So I cocked my pistol, homie showed up with his rifle
Fuck that place, fuck "N'wamarhanga"
screaming out OFB
It's the same old batch when we roll out
My bro don't want me to ride
No more, he said, "K
You can stick to the shows now"
Broski cocked
be surely there
and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No horse
Uh
I’m sick of all the fake shit
Got the 40 cocked now watch it pop just like a Drake hit
I apologize if you never witness greatness
Earned my own
cocked, don't get your shit rocked
I'll be real, someone's flyin' if I ever get my shit robbed
I don't miss lots, but I miss NB and I miss Frost
I miss
know that we got it
Them niggas was tryin' to rob me, my shooter he cocked it and popped it
Niggas don't know my body, who you thought you was linin'?
a game I play to win
The nigga Showteezy did it again
Cocked up deuce trays in a bubble eye lens
You could say it on a Lexus Lac or Benz
Customized nigga
like to spit
For you
So what I’m bout to do
Is see what comes on through
When the gates unlocked
The gun has been cocked
I’m all that I got
I know I’m
neva flop
Records are forever hot
Front on me you better not
I keep the berretta cocked
This goes out to my people's uptown
Downtown, mid town,
from Peewee
I ain't seen no one move like Bon (Neoww)
Got in her place
Told her "Babe, careful now
This 40's cocked"
Done it in Burberry twice in a row
go on! Go on, pick up the phone! Do it!
Guess who's back?
Huh? Die Young
Fuck!
It's been
One week since you looked at me
Cocked your head
always he was unavailable
So I cocked my pistol, homie showed up with his rifle
Fuck that place (Fuck N'wamarhanga)
Fuck that place (Fuck N'wamarhanga)
yo Toones, pass the strap
Y'all excuse the tactic
I gotta to kill a habit
( *gun is cocked and shot* )
(You're, you're had
- That's it
You belong
[mr. pookie]
Well it's like this, I'ma keep it faint, I mean swift
Got ak 's cocked and aimin and sprayin, 4 you ready to trip
Keep it on yo hip if
wreck you and your young flock
Keep the gun cocked, represent one block
139 nigga, the Danger Zone
We quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome
to find me
Behind these doors that's where I stay
Wit a blunt up in my mouth and a cocked AK
And each day, I get tempted by these hoe ass niggaz
So-So
for you (let's get it)
Blame what I went through
Soon as I get up out of bed I grab my Glock
Make sure it's cocked
One in the head, I'm paranoid
the cockpit
Holden brought his own Glock and cocked it
It's in his pocket
Man, he shot it while losing pressure
Screw these investors i can do it better
Screw
Holding my black mic like a packed hand cannon
Showing it off, loaded and cocked, glow of the dot
Scoping the shot, pull it and pop
Bang! nine automatic
from my heart
It makes me crazy
It starts my art
I saw a girl that
Looked just like her
cocked my gun good
Showed me the outsider
I'm still alone I
nigga nigga fuck that, I'm gonna shoot this nigga right here
[2] man, watch this
{*gun being cocked sounds*}
[2] I ain't got time to be playin with this
in perfect
Circles with disciples of Satan
I got my shotgun cocked
Newspapers and revelations
Every bullet is a story
(seY) , they keep it glorified
talking about
I see you sitting perfect circles with deciples of Satan
I've got my shotgun cocked, newspapers and revelations
Every bullet is a story, they
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