Lyrics:
to spit my rifle
All up beside you 'cause I can't hold it in
I want to stick this big somethin' in your openin'
Tight, two fingers, three fingers, stick my
and my weeples natural hustlers
If you need that then come get plugged by us
223's comin' out the state from us
This is Sic' Wid It, you can't fuck wit
don't wanna compete with you but I don't wanna sink I swim
Say my name 3x like beetle juice like "Extro Extro read about it"
Baby I know I'm the problem I
they
Used to cook and flip bricks
Faster than the jet flip flap
Jack and pack gats
Niggas said Ds was dipping
Burned his face with acid 'Til this day
I don't really fuck with anybody
I can't live like this forever, I need better days
They could kill me by tomorrow, love me yesterday
I fell in
life
Chorus: [Ms. Tee]
Niggas.......they comin' to get'cha
You betta watch ya back before they muthafuckin' split cha (3x)
Second
you need? (I need some weed)
Aw man, I don't even fuck with the weed no mo' (What?)
Aw hell naw, man I got this new shit, man
This shit called
bout
Yeah!
If you want to (fuck) with this, you want to (fuck) with this
[Chorus: x 3]
You're a Freak of Nature
You're a Freak of Nature
You're
and they ride with you
Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's time to go to war
This shit here,
the slammer
All I remember three hots and a cot
Now I'm back out, so much extravaganza
Ran so many Ms up, I know there's a God
I'm tryna kill me a fuck
Two things I ain't seen is this you a fony bitch I can't get
Eyes on the ride yeah right shut the fuck
[Chorus]
Stop the drop top like the bezzles
of fashion
Niggas keep stealin' my style, now we out here matchin'
I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting
I couldn't sit around and wait, I had
Why the fuck would you share this shit with these people
I don't know these people
I don't know you either no more
I'm at war with myself
Every time
to call my mama (I did)
Know if I fuck with you, I'm goin' to war with God behind (today)
I bended the U, at home I was talkin' about don't fly again (fly
ass niggas can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin' g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me aye!
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing
on this is my shit
Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do shit
Unless I say he can nigga
Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4
back homey
Deal with it, I'mma be here for ten years
Spittin like the ghost of Eric Wright and Big here
Let me paint this picture while you sit here
a choker (glah)
Holdin' the fire with no holster (baow)
Rick The Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
This a Rollie not a Mueller (hey)
Dabbin' on 'em like
ass niggas can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin' g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me aye!
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing
hesitate
Negotiate your table stakes, you can't flow right
Or fuck with me on no night
Fuck the slow light, you need to get your show right
Yo, Justice,
the East, but I play on the West
In the drop by myself with my nine and my vest
And you niggaz best be on yo' best behavior
I was bred for this shit, front
smoke weed like college and
Always keep it solid, that's (me)
That's me, yeah
Taylor Gang shit, man
You know how we fuck around with it
Jada
goin platinum like that shit brand new
I was platinum in eighty-five, what THE FUCK wrong with you, huh?
Come (?) L - what you call rocks to me is
with Nasty Nate
The great dane straight change, bitches close drapes
Cause my product, Ultramagnetic like cool Keith
This for my hood niggaz sellin
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