Lyrics:
familia estilo Los Sopranos.
Zu Ríal brothas
Impact! supremos dones
Yo! click-clack
Rimas superiores
What! tic-tac
Son, your game's ova
Kidnap Hip-hop
Took my Ls got put on wit game
And I knew I had to hustle harder
Youngins and ogs slangin rock cuz it's da shit
Dat make u dollas
We taught 2 survive
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
Shake (Bafroom)
The freak lounge (Bafroom) my pants (Bafroom)
Moe (Bafroom) Famly Dolla's (Bafroom)
Foul Zaxbly's (Bafroom) downstairs (Bafroom)
The stu
a friend to me
But right is right
And wrong is wrong
So pack your bags
Brother, you on your own
(Step on step on step on)
Get to steppin' brotha
right is right
And wrong is wrong
So pack your bags
Brother, you on your own
(Step on step on step on)
Get to steppin' brotha'
You're on your own
(Step
chillin' in the club, no game
Brotha mad at me 'cause I got cheddar cheese
When the club close got his girl on her knees (uh)
Oh man, please (what?),
afloat
My brotha got tired of the hawk
So he went and got a boat
Shhh
Fresh off the boat
Plus we get it by the bulk
Aye look
And for the record
Dem boys
get faded like Chong and Cheech without bleach
And started spittin game 'fore these cops start to reach
On these creeps, showin mentality from
on a brotha, that's a shotta, shotta
Cold hearted brotha with that blocka, blocka
Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young
I rather be judged by twelve, than
BOLINGO LOVE
Jasmin Apu sista
What kind of game you play sista ?
Do you really think you would be free?
By blowing up all over me
Jasmin Apu sista
die, tryin' to get by
Lil' miss, lookin' tight in the coochie
Whether it's a Gucci
Love the way you do the jiggy when you walk
Soundin' like you
the same
Been this way
Been this way
Been this changed
Ima fucking kill this game
Leave me by my lone
Bitch answer to the tone
Wild with the dome so I can
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
ads
Let alone, don't forget this trillion dolla face
Only covers u been on was your mugshot rate.
Bitch, u still gettin beat by that nigga who don't
to the D Boys (drug dealas)
Neighborhood dope man
I mean real niggas
Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents
Ain't got a dime, but I rides
the runtz, in a fronto
(Brother)
He be gettin' high, still will do a drive by
I be kickin’ shit, just like kung-fu (Waa)
My bitch hair long, like Rapunzel
Ooh (Montana), could it be? (Chinx Drugz)
Dolla, could it be? (Han)
Ooh, could it be?
Got my top down, smokin' marijuana
Could it be?
Young fly,
shit
It taught me the game and told me, "Go, get rich"
Twenty pounds in a rental car, headed to the Mack Town
T-why told me, "Get the work and make it
Businesses
Instead of the drama
Go Dolla fo Dolla
Get money my trade don't need a Certificate
Came in the game by myself
When I leave Ima leave on my own
I
everybody who gon do it for me
Saving dollas in a bucket
Being broke a lesson
Lost so many homies
I lost count
I aint rude but ill cuss ya
I am not ya brotha
guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathing
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You're all up in the game and don't
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
and that's to set it -
Off, and show you motherfuckers who's boss
I don't play games, I just cock the thang
Squeeze the trigger twice and I'll blow out ya
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