Lyrics:
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
[Chorus:]
Where my b****es dat would freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many my n****z dat would row wit me (cum' on let's Ride)
where my
el g, in this old jeep,
Out slangin by the oak tree,
You know me the homie wit the big O dub's,
An everytime you see me I be blowin it up,
I'm from
raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks.
So in a battle I be stabbin',choppin' M-C'ss like trees,
Piece-by-piece buildin' cabins.
I'm a maniac magician,
blood
These bitch niggas in they periods
They say I be living the role
Like 'Pac in Juice
And only fuck with cute bitches
That can fly and boost
And they
ever get caught by the ZK
Then ski u gotta dash like Sonic
All that chat in the net just stop it you can get hit with a pocket rocket
Wanna see his
gullible son
Sometimes I stare up at the sun with no shades, deep-frying with no bun
The bun's been burnt a long time ago
My heart's been hurt a long time
murdered by west side Crips on June 5th, 1972
"Say, man, ain't that Lil' Country over there cuz?"
"If it is, his ass gon' be layin' in a blood river"
high from low
Me see bwoy dem ah pree
Me a bun my spliff, me nuh care if unnuh badmind
Ah shine, me ah shine like the jewel inna di chain, no game
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
s'possed to be tailored
Motor city rolling with me in an elegant way, nigga
Now understand what I say
Grip a wood steering wheels like a young Pimp C
you can't dim
When you see that glow just know it’s all HIM
I just wanna be a light yea
Walking by faith never on sight no
Shine all day
We gon
should be by now
I tell "I get it in my own time"
In my own time
(God's time)
Oh my
I'm better than I thought I'd be back
When the bar that I'd set for
Jack City
Set it off with the eighty-fity
Y'all missin' the buck, what the fuck?
Bump Biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough b-
Lemme see ya
Stan, Stan, son, listen, man, dad isn't mad
But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun and have a man bun?
The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable
I'm blessed to be in the presence of these legends soaking up lessons
I'm respected by some GOATs (GOATs)
Fuck whoever hates
Opinions of some
Switch dem off
Ahhh
Mhmm hmm hmm
In life people deceiving
So is best you pretend to be blind when you see them
Real meds
SMURF!
the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be bookin' from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
Hangin' out the sunroof
in her mouth, check it out, her gut
her butt, so rough, so tough, mmmmm
Bust a nut get up and pimp or shut the fuck up
Now what you gon' be nigga,
D's, icing on your bun-buns
Coinbase owned by the feds, where they get the funds from
Robbin' hoods, but call WeBull, that's like a conundrum
Big
and start speakin' out
Vampire come like Dracula
Got bun by shhh, free Stamina
I back this wap, high calibre
You're still my son, I'm not mad at ya
Vampire
and let yo' G homey get in
Glocs of Velveeta, yep I'm off the meter
Ride by and see ya with my hands on a heater
Wanna be like the O but you act like
We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!
It be like
This that real shit dog, real shit dog, see man, see man, come
What you say? mr.
fuckin pussy in the sky
You could see me if you try wide open third eye
I can make your soul cry like jodeci
If you notice me like you suppose to be
Baby
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