Lyrics:
stop
til I stack a million chips that's off the top, is you feelin me?
I'm willin, it ain't no killin, I bet
your life'll never be the same from blood
by's and doing 'em old school
Whatcha gonna do
homie you got something to say
Califas Westside Gang
Will jack you in tha face
Turnin' corner
like a disk
You stand alone if you tryin' to be a clone
Rule number 4180
It ain't only the record companies that's shady
But they are a big
footprints belong to a big wolf
Trying to find service on my cellphone
I felt aight with my knife on my belt though
I hope the wolf is intimidated by you
life
And we have seen the night run, it's a thousand miles away
Yes we have seen the night run, it passed us by in just one day
[Chorus 1:]
Used
Instead I'm in Hell's kitchen
It?s sickenin' to my stomach
I'm runnin' a 100 mile
But still can't escape from it
I pray you show me the light
It?s only
Lost wheel from nowhere
Flew by, missed your head
Lightning strike on trees
One fell at your feet
Who wrote this broken law of improbability?
There's just something about a Saturday
And a big red ball in the sky
And that's just something you don't wanna waste
And there's a million
the mirror
Old bitch with a gray ponytail in her hair
What's a million subs when I'm a millionaire?
Bitch, quit talking with yo' big head
Gucci flip flops hit
Civilians run letting the battle take its course
Millions in property loss, fighting full force
Fueled by adrenaline taking detours
From one land mass
prove you the truth or
Get beat by some dudes
You are street with Adidas and boots
Then get your chick boned and
Rip fold her over
My big dick'll show her
-Verse 1-
I'm so tired of fake shit
Y'all two faces are disgraces
Hating cause I got big plans but I ain't putting y'all on, you basic
I'm so tired
the race but i ain’t got no competition u ain’t keep with da paste i’m trynna rob a couple uhh double up by today neva got to meet my granny no one prays 4
Big dog for sho,sho,sho,sho
You know where I'm from, Brownsub 3-0-5
Stay Warm the tribe, Stay Warm the tribe
Couldn't walk a mile in a pair of my A.I's
nun
Don’t know what be to em
Told em sorry but this shit was fun
Thought he was gone run the mile But only had a slight run
Guess he shoulda put down
(Verse 1)
I put myself on by being a disciplined man wit a plan
I got my step on strap attached to my wrist no Fitbit scan
I have been slept on like
They be sneak dissing yet they scared to fight
Open season bitch I got time tonight
They thought they was gonna stop me
Then bitch I wouldn’t be Icei
brothers smoking big dope, laugh at these hates 'cause they real funny)
[Verse 2]
Lyrics be funky fresh
Stain on the vein, royal blooded by the pain
Got way
Ahh
I wonder
I wonder if God got the-the perfect shorty for me
And then I wonder what “The Perfect Shorty” might be
And if I already met her (what
the nile
Why are all these girls always in denial
Get out my way and stay in your aisle
Leading the race with a big ass smile
Winning the race by at least
to waste
It took me years to become the man I wanna be
Losing half my heart along the way
But all it ever takes
To send me spinning down a hole
Is your photo
pick my wife like a pokemon
And she'll be by my side like Pikachu
Always peak and peak and I swear that's true
These people swear I'm different cuz
Drowning in a puddle as if it was a river
Didn't see the world was big and getting bigger
Til the day I found I couldn't fly
Without an angel by my side
Why
been popping since 06, yea
I grew up by the ocean, from the South Bay up to oakland, yea
Makin plays in the dark I ain't showing my cards tell a bitch u
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