Lyrics:
the worse will vary
I heard you make 'em worry, that this for the loot
They intimidated by the rounds that a tank shoot
Tank dawgs salute
Every
the worse will vary
I heard you make 'em worry, that this for the loot
They intimidated by the rounds that a tank shoot
Tank dawgs salute
Every
you see 'em on the news
'Bout some s*** that they done do
'Bout some s*** that they done shoot up
'Bout some s*** that they done loot
(Yeah)
Everybody
add to this whole rap
I got too many true things in my dome, that's probably why it's so big when there's no cap
I feel secure with my insecurities when
Big Wok man, you already know it man
By this time you already know it, that's for damn sure
We can't really talk if you been sippin' on the Kermit,
did it
My IG floor seats next to Lillard
I'm thinking Notorious BIG, but bigger
Dig up Warhol for the picture
Take a shit, whatever color it is
I paint
sending shots but
Neva hear no pops boy
Talking all that big talk
But you peak at 5'4
Thinkin you notorious
Performing as my hype boy
Actin all abursd in
Newark, by JG
What is Newark?
Newark, is like a big ass wall
A city, made out of bricks
And every time you try to destroy it
It rebuilds
What are
up with them dicks, boy
Phone fresh off a lick, boy
Actavis up in that Sprite, remix, boy
Bad boy, notorious for being big, boy
Pull up shoot up
Yeezy,
I give drugs to the thugs price-free
Handed down the game by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt players like me
Recognize the great King Tee, about twenty
it all, it's been a journey
But this gonna be the end
I don't wanna waste time on FaceTime
Turn a new page that's fine I'm on page nine
And I'm faded
to the loot I be racing, No time for these hoes it's the bag that I'm chasin
Niggas ain't havin no motion, i drippin a nigga be wet like the ocean
Up
o's
Think you hot no i think it's best you dont
If you don't know by now
Ya'll better ask someone
Gimme that cash i'm gone
Up up & away
Up & away
If you
a moment, I'm alive
Dig up my corpse, we're dancing dead
Just for a night, we'll play pretend
That all of this will never end
'Cuz if I was your boo
I would
get scummy i call up big cruddy
Bet not move funny i call up my buddy
Don’t you niggas kno that’s bloody
That nigga act jumpy we walk that lil puppy
got the Guap, queso, no gouda
She a freak gotta love it
Roll up that marijuana
Yeah joints by the dozen
Drinks by the liter
Pretty señoritas
In my
that rolls by
That I don't get high, sit back and wan' cry
I used to roll hard with tons of bitches
Now, it's just me and my niggas, what?
It ain't
Just for the night
Uh
Aye what you be doing to me
Applying that pressure
And you will not let up
I dont be moving for free
No I will get up
But you
all that I can to make it out
Enough stuff, I'm trying rock y'all side to side
Bumping the club and the church cause I'm sent by the divine
Tell Jesus
shake off tha marks
Hit him with the big guns that take off a part
Chest lookin' like he been ate by a shark
Bitch you better mind stay in line play it
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up,
No rules, no rules
You do what you want
How you like, how you feel
Get em killa (uh)
I may be impatient baby
But you gotta know
That you got me
to enlighten
And I'm just that type-a, lyrical rhyme
Sniper, never a street fighter
But down for gettin' hyper
I'm a beat junkie brother, known by the emcees
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