Lyrics:
hahaha people said I'm dieing slowly Hmm it's crazy haling
Motherfucker shut up shut up
Mr mace is talking shut up shut up
I be on every thang you
fresh impression
Display my skills yuhnamean?
Focus on ma goals materialize the dream
I can't do it by myself i go mobilize the team
Grand town we're
think that we whisperin
Baby we born in the sin and we bang
Steady the thugs and look at the buzz
I look at the drugs, I look at the buds
Out of their
of times
Yellin' bingo out
At every card that came by
I knew that I haven't changed
And I wanted them to believe
That I was gonna make it
Oooh
I'm always being watched?
All eyes on us here's comes the ghetto group
The thugs who will steal your groceries so hide your food
And lock your car doors
with skrilla g's
Be cool, dirty heat we re use
Hit em with that g thang, since he thinking that he gq
Turning up like jmiah, tryna trap like egore
I
dem, thangs
And why'knowwhatI'mtalkinbout I feel that (I feel that)
See I done been in that situation where niggaz flip birds
Y'all know the gangsta,
the same
(Fo' sheezy, baby)
Wherever we go
I set rules in this game, I pop my bra, I claim fame
I do my thug thesis, got the world singin' speak of me
I do
bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
[Young Jeezy]
Do ya thug thang gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
Disrespect
on sight..
Them hoes don’t treat a nigga as right
Baby got flavor
Dat Sugar, Dat Spice
When I’m OT shawty keep that thang tight
Woah Woah Woah (Dun Dun Dun
want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets
Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Doing my motherfucking thang
Feel what I'm saying
This here, for my
could see the sunshine
Even through the dark days we'll still see the sunrise
Need someone to lean on I'll be right by your side
Be there to wipe your
walking with a limp
Got into a pinch
In my pants, up and down a clip
Held by chimp
I'm the man when it come to this
Throwin' out tips
Man her
to ease on back
Lunasicc, young G's
Ain't no ten's on that
I'm gaurenteed to make a mill by the time I get through
Ain't no Versace, juss boss clothes
Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryna follow the plan
Pullin', gloss and steams chasin' million dollar dreams
Livin' the thug life I get it by any means
bang I'm just doing my thang
I'm always by myself so I don't have time to hang
Motherfucka what you saying don't hate
Watch what you say or you'll get
a lemon
nigga in the end my mama kept spendin money on gin an drugs
I had to sleep on the fuckin rug where the roaches was
I hung wit thugs always rollin
featherweight
Every day I do the same thang
It's the paid game, to amputate more body parts than gangrene
Yo this a man's game, it's a shame how niggaz
don't need no help
I will jack Santa's elf smack him n' bring him in the Melph
By Norman early in the mornin', it's stormin', I'm yawnin', and then
round us
You know I like to be with the one who booted around us,
Ain't gon' lie, I kinda got jealous
She let my round hit.
That's one thang about
I'm dirty
I'm the shit
Listen to my music
Ima teach you how to flip
See first thang
Don't let em call by yo first name
I go by Ras
If I'm Colby
this game
And it’s Towns by the way formally known as stak but we signed with the bone so I respectfully gave it back n dont hate me Jack I was 13 years
My thug niggas backed up, it's just: "Me and my Girl"
Trapped up in the hood, where there's no way out
Misunderstood by every word out of my mouth
I
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