Lyrics:
tryin')
Yeah, dropped him off at school, big day for my lil' man
Recess hits, daddy prolly made another M
School bell rings and I'm out there to get him
die
Swear I'm done with all the bullshit like I moved up out the Chi'
All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet
I'm the only one stopping
out here know I'm only fucking with the bonnet grills
And the haters want to see me fall
How can I let y'all niggas play me
Shitted on their good
grave
Walk away me boy, walk away me boy
And by morning we'll be free
And wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left
the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul
In the darkness by the riverbed they
But see I'd balled out, and before I fall I'd
Slow my 'Lac down to a nice speed
The brain was that fried egg I might need
New direction was apparent
song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts,
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
across seas on glaciers
Four shotguns that got fucked by Geisha
Still gracious, still able to twist out darts
Just grew tougher skin from swimming with
and a picture show
I hope we have a little boy gonna be my pride and joy
Raise him by the golden rule
Watch him while he grows tall fishing poles and football
killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you
I just come and get you
I'm 'bout my issue, I don't know 'bout you, but I'm gon' deliver
I'ma pop my pistol, I'ma hop out, shoot, I'ma run, go get
motherfuckers
And all the baddest bitches pretending
That they love us fucking the soul out us
We call ‘em "The Golden-Mouthers"
Paying for the service with
Louis
suckers like bell bottom jeans
I always switch trains in Jamaica, Queens
When I go to by the street to see my Aunt Ilene
Danny Boy's comin' with the Irish
Out here on this dot on the roadmap
Just a blink and you've passed on
Spare a thought for the boy by the bowser
Livin' in the lignum, dreamin' 'bout
shine
That day'll be never ever
I started out just a fan
Writing like every other kid
Grew up to be the man
Paying bills at my mother's crib
Everyday I'm
the earth like I was God
Spit what's real, I couldn't pass façade
Shop out my seal, since I was a mass informant
Inside my mother's abdomen, uh
Grip by
of blue how those eyes could flash at you
(How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung round her by the score but she loved the boy next door
Who worked
commotion white leather seats,
As fresh
As air forces doing 'bout a hundred but the track still bumping number 8 on NWA straight out of Compton pull up
sticking mainly to his grunts and gurgles,
But on occasion, if you listen closely, you can hear his sweet golden
Singing voice, ring out into the night,
a Golden God type of swagger that'll grab the Devil by the horns
I'm a Golden God and I wear the crown unaffected by the thorns
I'm a Golden God doing what I
the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And James Brown with his fist crossed
I fluctuate the vocals like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a billionaire come
Out of Compton?
Gucci)
Yeah, Chance the Rapper, Guwop the Trapper
Huh, we just out here leadin' by example
Yeah, stand for something and fall for anything
Kings
and a brand new Sig (on God)
Lil' boy, get up out the way (yeah)
Lil' boy, we didn't come to play (yeah)
And I got a partner named Dre (Dre)
You can get
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