Lyrics:
mates and get one shot
Two shot, three shot, four shot
Pull up the flavors, I don't pull cards, pull flavors, argh (jheeze)
Hold up, get a whole one
Blowing through my losing streak
Bought the farm on a dead end street
Nothing ever grows under your sun
Filling voids with emptiness
mob block live again
Look at these whips we're riding in
Making ball and look easy baby
We don't practice like Iverson
Sliding in I'm 'em super post
snow for the winter but the trees be the best
Ridin' down the 7 we connected to the 4 with the music up loud nd the petl to
the floor
Cke Cke Cke we
never seen a night so lone When time goes crawlin' by
The moon just went behind the clouds To hide it's face and cry
Verse 3:
Did you ever see
1 ounce, 2 blunts, 3 seconds
And I'm on the 4 oh 5 flying in my 6
Got a call from a 7, said she with a 9
If you add 'em up, that's more than
don't eat for days I just diet
Only live once so if I just like it
I ain't even checkin' the price, I just buy shit
I'm thinkin that will just hide it
But
Rockin' forty belows (ah), these niggas is hoes (ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose (brr)
Click-clack with the fours, mismatch with the poles
conoces, solo te sabes mi face (Fake)
You might get offended if I put subtitles for you lames (Fuck them)
Live my life as a movie 'cause everybody wanna
outside like a charity store
But there ain't no clothes in 'em
Just bodies with holes in 'em
1, 2, 3, loads of them
4, 5, 6, casket closed for them
7, 8, 9,
Hit 'em with a two-step
Three-step, four-step
You step, we step
Banging on your doorstep
Ain't nobody home yet
We should make the floor wet
was the ity bity baby
Two was the palmentor, south pole
Three was the hebrew, children
Four was the son standin at the door
Three was the hebrew,
alone behind the lines
With our bare bones
One, two, three, four, what the hell're we fighting for, now
Five, six, lucky seven,
Stripmine your private
its on me, so I'm gone, B
And if I ever win the sweepstakes, I keep papes
And still live up to being a cheapskate
You ain't get nada from us
Not
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
years old, standing by her at the bed
First time meeting, but she reached out for my head
On my birthday I died, but I came back from the dead
Four
give a fuck dude
When Yams died I said "Fuck school"
I'm in the whip doing a buck two bumpin' Hugh, yellin' "Fuck you"
Man they all slept
I ain't
[Chorus]
Tell me what you see, when you look at me
A G that's me, I don't know why
I live my life, like I don't care, I don't care
[Z-Ro]
Nothing
the dirt but I'm on my way
Improving by a fraction yuh
Plan on putting on the shirt when I get my pay
And that is not a question yuh
But God is always on my
Ken,
Then dipped the Benz
And copped two oh's for a Ben
Then decided to meet downtown
By ten
Shoot a little pool and sip some gin
Gave it a little set
Like clothes don't make the man, true a man made these clothes
I just make em live, when i put em on and strike a pose
They start to yapping if i aint
that I flirt but I do and i will cuz im still just a nerd ever been left behind, let me hear ya say w3rd
Verse 2
Shes a go getter dressed in a sweater
we
a bless?
I don’t think there’s a world above us to express
All of the things that are going through my mind at the time
There’s no one in this house by my
Born alone, die alone, that's what I live by
My family thinks I'm too young to have that type of mentality
Told me I should be social and make
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