Lyrics:
on dubs
(Down here) we keep a chicken head up in the club
(Down here) my thugs they get nothing but love
(Down here) we off the chain like you thought we
Yeah
Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now
Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out
Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts
Finna blow
at home with blistered feet
Soaking my dogs
With my gal smoking a Swisher Sweet
But before I could put my Nikes back on
I pulled to the curb by some blue
capes
If I double down they say the Gods are sharks
If we win against the house they thought the cards was marked
We draw hit after hit from a royal
apply to nature
Low and these niggas love to hate ya
Request the henney straight no chaser
Twin towerin' I skyscrape ya
Now gimme yours
the goal
They treated me like I was hoe
ATF at my door
Is Mr. Offset at home?
Momma told the nigga no
We really live by the code
Heavy choppers
that love shit
You tryna play me for a goofy, that's that bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug shit
I'd rather be around some niggas I can thug with
tall, grill it come from Paul Wall
No cocallins shawty, yeah I keep the Paul Wall
The Lil Wyte, the Eminem, you know the (8 Mile)
Gucci
Run it back
beat the block for it's stock
Turn around and swap game for a political job
R.I.P. to Pab aka Mr. Sweets
If you peeping from the south we about
crazy
Or how I'm a thug maybe
From a drug baby
I need more than just a slight high
I mean father I'm blind out my right eye
Don't mourn and cry
Cause we
always set to change
I might be in love with another bitch next week
I might do some shrooms and realize that you not the one for me
Mr. Rae-Rae by your
and your sister from the jailhouse (jailhouse)
When you died, I was doin' time, I couldn't bail out (bail out)
Sometimes my stomach be hurtin' right by my
talking
Look, and I thug, with my thugs
(I thug, my thugs)
We getting paid from the block to the club that's what's up nigga
I smoke, I drank
(Yea,
myself up
Done running from my dreams
I'm just gonna run em back in real life
Lil mama at my crib
Damn she looking good
Hanging by my pool in
The lyrics specific, the ocean Pacific
The album explicit and I'm only spitting the truth
And if by lake or by river the water be working, the Nibo be lurking
chasing love
How much you gone take for you leave his side
Waiting on a man to mr right
Deep inside girl you know he is not the one
You just stick around
like they ain't gotta leave, I'm rippin' them
Even though the love's frail the thug's real
All you gotta do is just follow the blood trail
Much harder
wrinkled, so I stay with that iron
I'd rather go to jail than die, yeah, I wouldn't mind
So much love for my enemies, ayy, ayy, ayy
Thinkin' 'bout my past,
Southside, hot
Westside, hot
[Lil' Keke]
Off in the Dirty Dirty, you know we do it with these
Poetic and Don Ke, known for getting that cheese
I
He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac we just eatin' off rap
One love
[Chorus]
[Just Blaze]
It ain't over, Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name
like my boy 40, while he Mr. Flamboyant
[Verse 3]
I got boys from my team with the up-most respect for me
For-real lunatics that's willin' to kill
Hey, grandma
Yeah, I'm still out makin' my Uber runs
I'll be home soon
I just got one more pick up, kinda close to 8 Mile
Okay, okay, love you
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
featuring Busta Rhymes G Dep Mr. Bristal
[Lil' Cease]
Uh yeah
All my BK niggas uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your
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