Lyrics:
a lil' something like this
I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's
your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park close up with
I hit a stain rob em
If he ain't cool pop em
Play with my money
Drop em
He on the floor crawling
You don't want no problems
If you want smoke spark
high, it comes with the job
I used to rob to stay alive and now I'm runnin' with the mob (TRU)
And makin' dope hits after dope hits
>From
they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
luxury, rockin' this Tom Ford
Mama lil' neck throw the Hardaway (Penny)
I went bought a Audemaur today (plain) (Envy)
I was sellin' cocaina, I was in
digger
I go by YoungBoy, I make murder music, and I'm known to kill shit
They dissin', makin' murder music? Hell nah, hit that kill switch
Dead
(Lord Infamous) Talking
Yeah, Lord Infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze
You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when
Started with a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the projects when we was by the bay, bay
Kids with the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J
When
(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
(Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Before he hit the floor,
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
can't knock the hustle (alright)
But I- it's like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put more D on me
Lil' Weezy Wee gon' eat
hoe
I catch your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song-a-day
[Chorus]
We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (4x)
*Royce talking*
I don't even want you lil' punks to think I'm
I can say his name 'cause he ain't dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?
Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil
a personal lick" (got this one)
Hit a corner, Tez get a lil' closer, he tryna hit (he want it)
Parked in front of the crib, Tone man's jumped out with
bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good, even for a bad bitch (uh-huh)
I'm a buy a Lambo' 'fore this album hit the fans, bitch
Tell
Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin
Lil' blood got
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