Lyrics:
Thought I had a 9
I had a katana
En la otra mano
Tengo marijuana
Después le corté
Como una rana
Como bye bye
Adiós, no hay mañana
No hay oración
Sana sana
the corners cuz niggas gotta eat
Dont come back till Maghrib lil bitch you bringin out the heat
Small time niggas pushin hood I push em by the states
anything
You're on the beat
I love you
Everything go right till it go left
Man, niggas gon' leave you by yourself
Low key in the streets, actin' like they
heart is
open
Loose ends had to tie em up
Had to finish what I started
A diamond in the rough
Catch me flying magic carpet
Evolution Charles Darwin
I'm
so no one can see it's breezy
Keeping it cold I'm saving the flow
Used to be heating it just like Iroh
Giving some slime you bouta get cold
Living la
to to, and keep your eyes on em
'Cause the closest nigga to ya is the nigga with wise on em
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace
But they
Shelter and heat and doesn't seek much else
Featured in the sneak attack
Go to hell and back 'fore I repeat myself
Precision to double knot a junkie
Humvee
Twenties hit the deck
Ain't no telling where my hun be
Till she hit the set
I coast the city streets
Middle of June the city heat
Got my sidity
Since a sugar baby, born to defy drama
Instilled inside of me, by my sugar momma
She gave me recipes of wealth, they came in handy
She and taught
yea
He got some nerve I can tell by how you moving he ain't ever put work
Arch it for me
Pop that pussy give you something you deserve
Tip your toe in
It's 40 an ounce I came by it
I can't lie, the truth is important
I can't hide it
Some of you forgot what you put
In and can't find it
No wonder you
covers BaseOne lo fun mi ni audience
So I say big shoutout to Base
But then mi o lose guard
I still para the same
Did couple challenge by Hennessy VS
There's a giant hotdog walking down La Brea sweating in the hot sun heat
And there are palm trees
And a hot breeze
That makes you thirsty
But don't you
you thought you was the man,
Still them cats said that you were my biggest fan,
You don't admit it, you wanna turn up the heat,
Step on your face like
Tricks jock chrome spinnin' if your car is hot
Bumping down, side to side pancakin' the street
System bangin' down the Paramount with cops by me
Phat
undivided pussy on my face by any means
You ready boo, everything is edible including you
We dancing on the roof while snipers cover fire other routes
ought to know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise, with your dirt, overdo me
Let
original Firm La Familia organized criminals boy you just a hand to hand soldier I'm a general one way ticket to hell is what I'm sendin you yo you idiot
relate
(You what)
Fuck nigga, take me to the safe (On gang)
Diamonds drippin' like they been by the lake
(Bitch)
I don't fuck with these niggas, they fake
on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up
I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track
guess you can say I'm an artist
But anyway back to me and my arrival
Went to the West bond who said see son this is all yours
Got to pass a couple
on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up
gnome
Hit the mountains in Colorado to get in the zone
A route in Cali' smoking weed stronger than Jessica Jones
Yeah, I grew up by the water so you
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