Lyrics:
sanctioned
It's just me by myself in this mission
My hands on the trigger then i'm clickin
You my block stop bluffin when i pull up
Everybody ducking if he
kill em all kill em all
all these mc's on yo playlist
come second place in these races
my pace challenge your brainwave
i can't stop
i don't have
flirtin
Prayin to God am churching
Stop acting tough a muh clothes the curtain
F.o.e that shit is for certain
Familly over everything
Fame and power ain't
to Texas up to Washington
Then headin' home to wash some clothes and do it all again
Gotta head to Chattanooga, Knoxville, and to VA
To by god West
We rushed into it
Stop playing around
We rushed into it
Stop playing around girl
We rushed into it
Stop playing around
We rushed into it
Played
Stop trusting these
Stop chilling those
Stop buying stupid clothes
Stop lying to your bro's
Stop giving me drama
Stop believing in karma
Stop with
yuh hands up (Now stop)
And leh we start from the top now
Go Down
Go Down
Go Down
Go Down
Go Down
Go Down
Go Down
With yuh hands up
And leh we f**k this
wanna f- this up
But I'm like
Oh My God
I can't talk, can't walk
I keep thinking too much
Don't wanna fall in love
Yet I'm like
Oh My God
I can't stop
know by now
Cant really show no face
Right now it’s bait
Ok ok
SO all day
I’m so south
My hometown
Mixing d squared jeans
With the white balmain
Off
More drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth
Cowards
in the VIP
Stop for a second, and gyrate them hips
Get a stack in each hand, and hold it like you're fresh
If they say, "Man, it's like that?" (Yes,
in the VIP
Stop for a second, and gyrate them hips
Get a stack in each hand, and hold it like you're fresh
If they say, "Man, it's like that?" (Yes,
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
a step yeah to gather
Gotta change the flight pattern
Cuz the next stop Saturn
Look back how that happen
I came pulled up by my straps now they cappin'
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
From the racist fate
And pretty soon South Africa
Will stop chillin'
And start killin'
Race war
Race war
Race war
Race war
Race war
Race war
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
played by Stacy Trent
He is a famous boogie woogie gent
You ought to stop there if you're pleasure bent
Between 18th and 19th on Chestnut Street
Come
Had work and I knew it - I come in your door, nigga
Tie your family up - they all got on the floor, nigga
By all means, whatever it takes to get green
good when you see me blow a blunt
Of that good ayo, instead of running your mouth
To the type of n***
That can flow you up a river down south,
I talk
Anti Social can't pretend I F*** with everybody I'm seeing signs
I look around nobody care about me She talk behind my back
But know that she can't
Its F.L.c. (whats dat)
Fuck loving another im here now game over 4th quarter kneel down/
Tell them niggas they can clear the field now/sit back let
ain't S2F then you ain't S2F
How you talking gang with some semen on your breath?
See I was in the dark cuz, watching from the shadows
You wanna get
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