Lyrics:
be like me, He'll never be like me
Cause I'm a P-IM-P
I got 1 Up on you, So bitch fuck your crew
I got the flower power, Fire ball
Bust you in two
I
Can’t hang out with the crew
They know just how we do
Hell naw I ain’t worried bout you
Catch me cooling, catch me fooling
With your girl she always
And sold robotics
If you fell in my fire, you probably roast on it
Heat up the stove and put hope on it
Cah they don't care 'bout our lives, I put my soul
My crew in the front got it locked
My live niggas in the back got the gats
Yo, we true to this black
4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate
to a warrior bodies getting layed
Haters be mad I'm focused on grind I'm just tryna make me a paper
I left my ops behind and stuck in the dust good bye see ya
of unworthiness
Her name was Karen, she drove a black LeBaron
And by the way, she used to sell packs of crack for Aaron
Tyron, do anything to be in a live zone
But I'll put politics in rap
Do the math
This is Al Gore Rhythm
This crew rapping at the back of Al's Store Rhythm
I'm the truth on a mic
Lyrics bag
call it angel dust
N legoo
Never gonna catch me slipping
Always gonna see me dripping
That's the way I kill it
Body bag the beat and cook it in
staircases
Dig it, F a rap critic
He talk about it while I live it
If Red got the blunt, I'm the second one to hit it
Look up in the, I got the verbs,
sealed
In a de old avengers starred steed and Mrs Peel
Who Robbie Box that gambler on the programme Big Deal
This one is live and direct so you
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
live where all the little seagulls fly
See, baby, I'm so high
All I need you to do is just shut up and ride
Me an' Mac is just two
Niggas from the same
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
and a toll at the gate
Amazing before I was told I was great
Spit songs and I change lives
Give love and I take time
When you young at heart ain't no late in
presence is the rapture
That's pleasure in its purest form
Also called the end but once again
I live and die reborn
I feel the love when I think it's showing
of my life
Based on two decades of living, and in my third get a wife?
I'm just trying to pursue my happiness
And if you all deny me that, that piece
20 minutes in approximate time
I took Center Parkway and passed by some apartments
Two niggas started arguing One of them tried to start some shit
I
the kibble
Pay attention this a riddle
How many times can I go in her mouth like a skittle?
I'm fuckin up instrumentals
Bars too hard, nigga, fuck bein gentle
drop it low
And bust it open money
Cause we throwin' Lou
Women all in they birthday suit
If Jackpot your favorite crew then
Pop that like Uncle Luke
I
all a cop thought of
We live stool pigeons smokin in salt water *pigeon*
Only my lord and our crew know what happened to him
His family prayin 'cause
Don't gotta be your best but I'm in your Top 3
I can take yo girl with no designer on my t
Yo need a dope track gotta run it by me
Gotta run it by me
Ghost In The Walls
[1st verse]
Saying Hi, to my crew
Turn to focus on the chores at hand
Sticking to my plan
Taking time to recommend
An idea
represent to keep it live
Testin' 1-2-3 I flows rhymes wicked Jamal represent to keep it live (x2)
Verse 1:
Back in the day where I'm from in the slum it was
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
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