Lyrics:
niggas see red like a stop sign
Like a red light
Now our life filled with hard times
T.O.H. don't ever give your soul to another
And this money It's not
in the sweats
Nice watch, nice coupe, loud on the set
You ain't built for this shit, you ain't allowed in the set (Uh-uh)
Told my mom I'm a G
Yeah yeah
It's Funk Flex y'all
With Com Sense bwoy
Understand it's a rapture
Volume three the final chapter
Ain't nuttin but that b-boy thing goin
Till this day, I'mma ride for you
And God forbid, gotta die too
When you pull that gat, I'll be right beside you
To guide you, on who to hit
ain't up on that
That's how i feel today
Looking like it i'm getting paid
Y'all into chasing bitches
Chip niggas just frito lay
Just hit my iphone
Say
on the gas I ain't putting the brakes on
Where is everybody?
I'm ready to take on the world
Better hope I don't stay long
The lights look bright but I wonder
this, c'mon
Do you really think you ready for this, c'mon
Do you know that you ready for this, huh
We gonna see if you ready for this
I be
(performed by Black Moon / Starang Wondah)
[Buckshot and Starang]
y'all want to know why I act this way
Why you act that way?
Why you act that
approach me in anguish
Whoever said anything worth working for would be painless
Can't be mad at the world 'cause you and your girl ain't famous
'cause you
a motha fuckin clue on what to do but you best believe imma keep lookin for you/ yall niggaz think I got some shady ass lyrics but wheres yours/ I still
dogs
Y'all unfamiliar like who y'all
Oh you trust that bitch? Hell nah
These bitches bring problems and problems and problems
Ain't doing no stalling
with some R&B bitch
And I know that it's good for the fame and for the image
Shawty gave me head like a penny
But she should coco
Ain't really been in
this girl walked up she said hi my name is Sheila
I responded by saying hello
she paid for my drink and then said let's go
20 minutes later things were
a whiplash
Giving him pain 'cause I'm urgent
Rearrange the motherfucking face like a surgeon
It ain't no excuse for the torture delivering
Don't say that I
simp
These niggas ain't hard on god they limp
I'm too clean for these fuckers they don't wash and rinse
Yeah I'm playing chess moving pawns like this
y'all stumblin'
Y'all ain't ready for when I come through
Freezer burn how I numb fools
Steady learning but fuck school
I don't wanna be stuck, oooo
Imma
the fuck would I sugarcoat it for?
Law? Fuck protocol, I'd holla at this ho
But now my throat is sore
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate
That's why I
of my father beating my mom
Kiss the ring, (hashtag) ain't easy being a don
So I gotta carry the heat, ain't easy being LeBron
This is past rap, but I
Hog
Black Skinhead Black Skinhead
Red dots all on yo forehead
Coming for all you clowns going fed
One by one till them cowards dead
Black Skinhead
Blessings about to rain
And I'ma be here 'til the end
And I ain't gonna stop
And I'ma keep on runnin' up
I woke up this morning feeling ready to work
the rookie that outraps the vets
I'm a lone wolf who's surrounded by pets
Y'all can't put me on a leash
I am a beast on these damn MP3s
Can't have the greatest
that you were in heaven
Platinum gold a house and a car
But poverty all around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for
Lookin back/ on my past/ times goin by fast/ to all who laughed/ man y’all can kiss my ass/ as I walk pass/ pretendin I don’t know yo ass/ cuz you
y'all respect me or not
Cause Imma give all I got til the day that I drop
And before I leave this planet Earth I'll make sure that I'm not
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