Lyrics:
far just in the car
Just caught a ride wit four niggaz that I met at the bar
Now tell me
[Chorus 2: Ms. Toi and Murphy Lee]
Go and tell that
livin like tha worlock
[Chorus 4x]
[Verse 2]
This one for my young niggaz, don't be no dumb niggaz
Go to a gun fight, wit out a gun niggaz
We
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
Incase I never told you
You give me joy inside
When you dey by my side
Iyaaaa
4 am damn my mind runnin
7am damn my mind keep me up
9am damn I’m still fucked up
(She gon ride ya)
(She gon die ya)
I call my plug every week
Shawty
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
(HOT!)
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
It go hot waist - Desert taste
Four pounds of metal, triangle face
Hesi-tate - never, I'll put hole in whoever
Don't make
[Chorus: x2]
All this liquor keep me horny than a motherfucker
Just text bay and ask her could I come fuck her
Only yak here, but shit, her ass in
the door
When I leave, I aint coming back no more
Chorus
You gone be in the Emergency Room (Baby)
You standing by my bed
And so-tempted to pull out my IV
One shot to kil the pain, two to die
one shot to stop the pain, two to die
i still have the pain, i'm broken inside
all the blood from the inside
its been two years
Nothin' 'bout the pain different (Pain, pain)
Am I ever gonna recover?
Quit askin bout E, brotha (Come on)
Stay up off my d, brother
High up on the hillside
Where you can view the sea
That's where they found the beggar thief
Four more months inside that lonely prison cell
Four more
like a hundred racks
I'll triple that two, & then give you six you get like four hundred mags
So he told me nah, And I said okay
Then I went to get
the well
Aim downrange into hell now
Roll up my heart on the inside
Just go ahead and let me die in the drive by
I don't even know why I think twice
You
and hide
You've got this massive army right by your side
Tell your doubters you refuse to die
And just say to that voice inside
Hell no, fuck that, I control
go check Mario for the 1up
10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
Tell me who’s gonna come
Man never chase down clout for the come up
I score goals I don’t take no run
when I saw my guy
So excited by the sight
Take my hand so we can fly
To my paradise
Now that your with me
I see among the trees
A glistening four way
if you catch you a case
That's why I creep nigga
Creepin' on a come up
Can't be stopped by no haters
I'm creepin' on a come up
Can't be stopped by no
Tell me
Will you ride for me
Cause I will ride for you
Tell me will you live for me cause I'm gon' die for you
We been through too much for me
Please carry me home when I die
Keep me inside
Carry me home when I die
Carry me home when I die
Carry me home when I die
Keep me alive
The nights
Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide
Gonna find you and take it slowly
Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide (ooh)
Gonna find you
romance not break down and cry
When you ask for a dance
Some fellas talk to her but she walks by
She can only say no, it's not do or die
Like Bedstock,
gorgeous
Bigger tits, ass blimped, now you're stiff as rigor mortis
Floored, hit all fours like good little business horse
Live fast, die young—‘least you’ll
Yea, ok-ok, yea
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Just when you thought it was ova
The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+
Now, you can catch me by
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