Lyrics:
making a killing
Start off by stacking a hundred bands run it man got so damn froze
That I'm making it chilly
I'll never switch I'm with my bros I'ma get
it ta' poppin' ma, its a little before 1
And I'm yellin' out hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yo
I can tell by the ring in the middle of your tongue
You're
the backwoods
Now I'm half baked
Like Dave vibin to the music
B.I.G my influence
I do it Big so she call me poppa
Only need one shot to prove I gotcha
Separate
that)
Baby it's gon' be okay, now (it's gonna be alright, yeah)
(I really miss hearin')
What I'm about to say a couple of family members is gon' hate
that)
Baby it's gon' be okay, now (it's gonna be alright, yeah)
(I really miss hearin')
What I'm about to say a couple of family members is gon' hate
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
do it how you like
Got a message from Bob Marley for your mind
It'll all be ok let it fall from your mind
They think I'm the son of Bob Marley
wanna say
"BAOW" and get ya crew amped up
Cause now-a days a "BAOW" is really all
It take for the gas to start
I've mastered arts
I say I'm the devil in
theatre packed
My life's the feature movie
Living picture, I'm a story told truthfully
Octavia St Laurent
I'll say it proud, Absolutely
I've been chillin
than fall
And stoop to your level no lesser
I won't be coerced by the devil I know that im better
just Tryna rake in that cheddar
in the warzone im
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
I'm back in the game, come on y'all drop
Tops with me
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, on these
Baby
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
Baby
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
Every time I look at you, have to do a double take
'Cause you're a kaleidoscope of Kristofferson, Bob Dylan and John Wayne
Been swallowed by
And a nigga first love is a drug
We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty
Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug
It's the untameable, nonflammable
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
could of never slept away
Something bout the mic, it kept me safe
And I'm okay
But I'm only being honest
My mood changing by the day
The doctor never help
a pothole
Smoking on Medusa when I’m not stoned
Trying to smoke kief like 69 in Chicago
Pull up backseat to the car show
Tell my enemies It's mercy or I’ll go
knows what its doing
Back there in the 60's - you know we put a man upon the moon
Worked out DNA - had time for Woodstock too.
We had Bob Dylan, Jimi
forgive, we all forget
We just keep believing
[Chorus]
So let it find you
Wherever you may go
I'm right beside you
You don't have to look no more
it they will come kill us?
Young nigga trynna get weathy like Bob Dylan
This one for the city now who gonn be top billing?
I really be talking money
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
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