Lyrics:
add 'er all together
I ain't talkin' bout the drug
And you know it's orange juice
If they say a C-plus
If you think I'm a 50 then
You got no sense like
chemistry (hell yea)
I`m an original rapper, retrospected by plenty, hated by people
Me, 40, we took it back as street soldier
You got my back I got your
This shit ain't no hundred bands
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
Palace look like Buckingham
Bills so big, I call 'em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got
I'm still walking on top of the water
I'm still out here fucking on your daughter
She bring back big bills,that's the way I taught her
I'm still
nigga's
(You are the same nigga though)
Same nigga that couldn't get the deal
Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal
(You ain't changed
I tote his FN (grrt)
Niggas false flag in the city, shit, they gotta check in (on blood)
Ain't no need to touch me at the door, I snuck the TEC in
time I pop out I'm fresh to death it ain't no mold on me
If you don't wanna end up 6 feet in the ground play yo role homie
I'm a Big dawg in these
There ain’t no soul that wrote my life
I went through shit my own self
Managed through my own hell
Manifest my own wealth
Mad intense, ‘cause I done ran
trying to apologize for being real
No lie the anger I feel inside is a pretty big deal
Cause my anger is the kind to get somebody killed
I'm just looking
Iyo ufata iyo shift ukansanga streets nari kukumara irungu
five hun nsanga ibikari nkoteshe ku kariro
No deal No cash No fame Rich gang we ain't fake
life
We ain't starvin' like Marvin, won't see no roach
When ya chill wit' the rich folks in the hood
Ya sittin' on leather watchin' big screens
talkin'
I was thumbing through them bills
Bro this ain't no football match
But dawgy runnin' drills
Half zip to the face got me numbing
I don't wanna feel
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Fuckin wit us, is a done deal
And y'all gotta hate huh?
'Cuz it's to much weight for one
And y'all ain't havin' no fun
Got a whole beat team tryin'
know me when I sold pills
Bubb told me don't pour it up if it ain't got no seal
Chill never paid the the bills, mental racin' still
Had no TV, now I
and that's a kill Bill
Death penalty that's the real deal no shit (yeah)
Trynna see a mill with my niggas (skrr)
I was broke now I'm getting richer (yeah)
rapping
On your song, just remember no pretenders
Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
You ain't Bone
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
I keep makin it a big deal. With the devil, start to dance
We were so broke, pizza was a luxury
Burn our own throat but we feelin lucky
Growin up hot
walk deep in woods
Where grass carpets feet
Phone bills grow in the dark, half-asleep
It's the real deal, he wanna do it proper
Puts on best suit
Knocks
Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother, and your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up
Big Mama, my
fruity, by myself don't need a pair
I always hit a strike, Ian rolling for no spare
Y'all been on meat, ain't up to nothing like Sinclair
He been shaking in
jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for
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