Lyrics:
November 5th you guys said dip, So I know you bums
Im finna shake it up
Only fans To my day ones
Get my fake friends in a town (Zootopia)
No trick
to the Gangsta Nation
I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless
You like a stress sac, boy you useless
You know the side trick, better get up on it
Cause it must be
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
Friday I'd had to slap the [ho]
The [bitch] got knocked up by Roscoe, and said that I'm the poppa though
In this game they got a name for this chick, who
to cuticles
Belittled by society, they're hooked on pharmaceuticals
The residents that's talking to me see that I'm confused
It sounds like English if your
sometimes, I don't know why you bother, really.
Oh babe oh I'm sorry
But I had to make love to every crack in the pavement and the shop doorways
Trick or treat little bitch
You know that I'm that little witch
Got me cooking in the kitchen
Cauldron bubbling and hissing
Working on a potion
My
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
motherfucker's could never do
The things I, The R the Y, the
A the N, Daz D did bitch
You couldn't ever fade me i'm not a sucker
I treat you like a serious trick
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
to that, I wint do thy bidding
Ima roCC my hatchet Charm in all blue Cuz I'm neva trippin
The Rebel Clown is in your town
I'm bout to drown and burn it down
nicca took running
Grind When I Grind
Imma Shine when I shine
On da block all night - somewhere in H-Town
With about 4 pounds and a whole case now
And I’m
[Technique]
By dawn's early light
I shine brighter than the stars in the night
And 'bout ready for a fight
Come noon, I've consumed enough
that's why your casket is waitin'
Shine your ass up like a triple gold dayton
When I'm in your town you better cut like walter payton
Studio man keep
basements
I scratched records and performed a few tricks
KDC mix let the Black man talk shit
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like
like a fucking trick
Go and get your hood little scary we can handle this
Like I told you boys juicy j is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in
thirty somethin' cocked like Yung Joc
I'm the talk of the town
Lettin' off fifty rounds
Meet me in a circle everybody it's goin down
Give you
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
[Twamp dog]
Peniles at my door, three in the front, nigga, four through the back
Talkin' bout takin' me down to the sac town county jail,
Strapped up
I’m on that album shit, bitch
Got my nigga Philthy up in this motherfucker
(Got my nigga Philthy up in here) what up?
(What up?) j Stalin
Chill shit
I didn't all the time I beat that ass down
Now I'm in another town, nothin' like Uptown
So while I'm layin' big bad by a hoe
You know some o'l
stanking' up the floor
Big dog nigga who gon' run the whole town
Cut off that lil nigga who gon' gun them all down
Jiggin' in this bitch, I'm in my city, yeah
trick you, trick you, trick you.
One way or another
I'm gonna lose you, I'm gonna give you the slip.
I walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Empty from the top down when I look across town
Living in a compound city is on lockdown
Trying to contain all the sickness inside
But I gotta be
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