Lyrics:
wanna murder me
But can't even analyze G, The Mahdi
Flow so precise, thug paradise, five karot ice
Black Christ living the life
Niggas see the light when
by my girl
BANG! BANG! But it's too late I said I do 'fore I wilt
I was living like there ain't no tomorrow (OH-oh)
But baby shot me with the gun that
that good right?
And I ride for the SQAD - understood right?
So respect - I give ya a bad death
- say goodbye to that good life!
He was a good nigga! Hoh
and stress
Look a murderer in the face, comin' up where the wild and deranged get blessed
1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken
Tell him that your daddy was a real baller
He was blowin' money by the seasons
Let him know you good, left a couple mil and a whip for you
Big burner
back, send you on your way, yo good lookin')
(Yo what you wanna do with that mac, double numbered)
Hit you up, take that cash, just like you wondered
change for a twifta,
And thought he did a good deed
By buying up weed and sharing it all wid da drifters
CMB made its mark on da country
Kinkos Deadly
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
Don't relate to life
I can't stand these muddles
And I stay by my side
Modern women
They can't lie
You're vanilla queen
I'm vanilla king
Modern women
I
change the hood
I'm smokin' skunk and poppin' the truck to make me feel good.
CHORUS (2x)
So it's your life...
you put the gat to my gut, stuck me up in the truck
And said, "Don't nothin move but the goods"
Caught an arrow in your back fuckin wit Robin Hood
This
on your booty, shawty
Please don't try to move me, shawty
I'm trying to be in the life of the party
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know!
niggas done up,
some rest in peace, with their khakis heavy squeezed.
But it's a East Side thang, a hoo ride thang,
('cause if we bang
clothes become microscopic decisions
Young bitches in prison, messing 'round with that life
Thug, drug dealer wife
Consequence cut like a knife, then
Here we come now
Turntable spin like a merry-go-round
Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds
Set it, up in the hood where we go
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
the good rhymes, you know about mines
Man I'm the tightest MC, Ice Cube ever signed
Now if ain't the radio, it's a video shoot
Livin life in
'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'mma stick this whole pad full of
Sticky notes
dreams bang on the closed door
I’mma get that one kid to let ‘em out (I’mma let them out)
When I was young, life was good with any weather
When I was
the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin' by, we clap at your ride, good-bye
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed
da streets
Now I bang his name
Stack my money stay in my lane
I'm saved by gods grace
It's not dat I'm good
It's not that I pray
Even though I
to the bang
Bang to the rhythm, rhythm to the slang
Slang to the booth, booth to the truth
Spittin' all these words for the
Wise and the youth
Youth
over the world just by staying true
You can bang to the boogie and hang out all late
But get some money 2 fold cause the game don't wait
[Chorus:
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