Lyrics:
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
you fit be my love eh eh eh
Our love no go slow down
We go take over the whole town
Our love no go slow down
We go take over the whole town
Our love no
him out his glow
Im not a killer don't push me
Grew up with killers that be in the field
You niggas ain't really about it
And she love when I'm on her
We gon' call it take one, nigga
We gon' call it take one
Alright my boy, yessir
Aye
I couldn't tell you what day it is
It kill me I don't even be in
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher
I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her
(She
the sin
Love the sinner hate the sin
Don't treat folks like they beneath you
Treat them all like your kin
Love the sinner hate the sin
Love the sinner hate
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
I rip it
Can you feel it now
Like I'm Jamaican, I'm spittin’ off the top
Brudda!
Goddamn, let me get it, word to your mother
I'm having fun, gotta do
the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin don't stop
I heard a silent motherfucka creepin up from behind ya
Bet ya
of the click
All you suckers want to dis the pacific
But you buster niggas never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we fucked
Her pussy whipped bitch
(feat. Killer Mike, Cool Breeze)
[Intro - Bubba Sparxxx]
Haha, yeah
It is I (it is I)
I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that
the rook
It's the craziest thing
Every time you sing
My ears they ring
I hate your voice
I hate your life
Shot three times
Still standing
Alright
Don't
Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' and these bitches love it
Doing me, she doing me cause a nigga buzzin'
Hundred killers, hundred goons they
don't give a fuck if you got talent,
Only got love for your bank balance like, "Give me the wrong!"
(That's where I'm from)
Don't ever get it twisted.
will flow to the end of infinity
With the style that's mystic
Deep when we creep, take your last breath
Roll up your tombstone, smoke a blunt
nigga this mine rolling in benz and jags
Nigga take a picture, picture hey fuck is wrong wit ya nigga?
Lil Lay and twista had to diss ya fuck your
us
Too fast, too hard
(Take it all, you need me)
Young Buck, catch up, yep
I'ma prime time player
Shorty, don't smoke weed
She a high time hater
tell me straight like that you don't love me anymore
Baby girl you know that I want your love, yeah
Baby girl you know you my only one, yeah
Take some
When my heads not right
I take the trip to Lake Shore Drive
And I'm alright
With my lady by my side
City lights
Passing by
Imma doze off
I'd miss you
You're destined for bigger things
So go ahead spread your wings and find
What city life brings
Where the cold don't sting
Take the back
whips
Doing drive bys
Scammers with me
Dirty swipe
In the trenches
Rocking off white
Designer on me
Pay the price
Pussy nigga
He a dyke
Take your bitch
Party time
It's party time
Without a doubt I'm coming back and I would do it again
You can take away my beat and don't touch my pen
My name is
Verse 1:
When I look you in your eyes I can see my own
Straight love manifested in flesh and bone
You's a breath of fresh air in this world of shit
behind no man
Have your own plan, expand your mind
Ain't no paper thin game to raise wannabe thugs
This is nothing but love
Via satellite Mug gs
Take heed
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