Lyrics:
With a body of a shottie
By nature
We both naughty
Like two shots of Bacardi
My heads cloudy
Been a thug
Eversince
My nose snotty
Anomaly
The way we roll
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest
[Chorus x2]
I was born a bastard, my pops was
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
a homebody
Say that she neat but she suck me it's so sloppy
Women lie, men lie I heard that from yo Gotti
I'm a visionary
See my potential I'm legendary
Chosen
y'all
Understand that we hurting y'all y'all come attatched. It's all good. This
One for y'all y'know what I mean? Yo ya know? Its crazy. We all
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
on but I ain't brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s (Dropping mad 50s)
First foreign I ever had was a 650 (Skrt skrt)
I've been through
You ain't never seen what I've seen
Street machines dat'll take off body parts, if you get caught
Slippin' in tha dark, by niggas dat
and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its
Let go yo secrecy let me go deep in the heart of it
We have a team and, yes we really want you to be part of it
Let's get it erotic slept with' it
chance y'all even if you can't ball
What part don't you understand? Your wish is my command
And I'm a rock a jam by popular demand
You gone love
to hear colors and see sounds
You're bound by the senses, limited to five
Guide through this matrix what you visualize
Manifest in time, it's really all
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
plays
A big part in my life in this critical state
Apocalypse, twist up the bamboo
The swine life I can't handle
Cock the MAC handle, pop the Jack
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
the socket
Boa that’s the plug
Proper options was not provided
He just a thug
Locked and profited by dishonest men
Just because
Gimme the beat
Gimme the mic
like you were handcrafted by Disney
Baby I’m not a thug, but for you I’ll catch a body
Then I’ll fuck these niggas up like I know karate
Living life so
Yo it's on muthafuckas
We ain't bullshittin' on this one
Big shoutout to Apollo (DJ Cheddar!)
If it's on then it's on tonight
If gettin' my thug
a coffin, bro I damn near lost it
If Slug ever double crossed ya, I'ma triple cross ya
We thugs get incarcerated, stripped down to our boxer
My thug niggas
lanes
And got fucked like them dirty bitches up in Biscayne, you knahmsayin?
Chorus: First Platoon
M.I.A.M.I. it's do or die
Yo you won't survive up in
twenties
Everything shiny still grimey and a thug
I know it make you like to stand by me in the club
Hugs and kisses every young girls wishes
Kiss
head down scared to look
You shook
Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks
In my part of town it's similar
Season
I make the wave, you know I been the drip
I've been Pres., never changed, and i'm always on some Gotti shit
Ownership, pen quotes used for captions
a house on the hills
Ion need to hold ma pole
Yo bitch do it wid skill
Told ma nigga stain less
but he still thug wid a steel
Know what ma aim is
So Ion
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