Lyrics:
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow
Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had
their guns and prey on the meek
To get their hands dirty
They'll take it
They'll take it
They'll take it
They'll take it
Sell your soul
(Everybody)
So you
The fear takes over everything is black
Die not by gun, but a heart attack
Bash your head
Bash your head
Your fatality
Your fatality
Sell yourself
Sell
Guns N Ammo, I must think I'm Rambo
Through money, guns, and crime, BGE, yeah that's my famo
I handle wicks like a candle
Pull a drive-by out a Lambo
can't wait 'til I get a little bigger
After niggaz jumped me, bumpin? my head
Thinkin? I wish I had a gun, I fill a nigga with lead
Took a kitchen knife
itch more (uh-huh)
Reach in my pocket I could pull hunnids out by the fistful (yeah, look)
Ain't nobody put me on, I think y'all took it wrong
Y'all
care of my family (Yeah, yeah)
Brother don't got to sell rock by the Dollar Tree (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, I'm in my zone, hand on my chrome
Ain't want you
needed more
So he tried to steal something out a liquor store
But before Georgie-Porgie could get away
The man pulled out his gun and blew him away
needed more
So he tried to steal something out a liquor store
But before Georgie-Porgie could get away
The man pulled out his gun and blew him away
known to sell heir, got game like a politician
whose trying to add on, when it's not addition
You need to revamp! The hottest nigga out
A nigga ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,
North Carolina!'
'Be yourself.'
'I don't know how many of you people out there know this but even as I speak I'm being sodomised by a ghost'
'Hey! let her
I'll be ready to ride
Give ‘em something to remember me by
Woah, let's go
Oh, woah, woah
I'll never sell out I'm not ready to lie
Warrior life, I'll
dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Yeah, don't let a fuck nigga bother you
If he do then send a few hollows through
This shit ain't Mission
peak yeah you know them
Sell it sell it sell it go on sell it sell it sell it
Take the piss out of the poor close your business and forget it
Coffin
need to chill with the gun play
(New York City y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(Look at shorty y'all) He bout to go out
just buggin' the fuck out
Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time
But y'all could take it how you want it, word
Ayo the bottom line is I'm
an ass whippin’
Ben pulled out his gun tryna pop him
But Jordan grabbed his hand, tryna stop him
“Let him live, I think the nigga’s had enough”
But Ben
their lives
And if it's cruel, in love and war there are no rules
Children of the revolution coming out to play
Someone sells a gun and someone blows
health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find drama
Law's out
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