Lyrics:
open with a scalpel when she was six months
And said, "I'm ready now bitch, ain't you feelin' these kicks cunt?"
The world ain't ready for me yet, I
(nowhere) anywhere they can go
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride
stand for nothing
Then I find sun and I just lie around
I sweep your dust all up into a small pile
And kick it up so that its scattered well
Clipping
this sourness to the dust
There's a whole lot out there left for us
So keep on praying he will make it up
Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by
the crust (Gooo)
G - Lock like repellent niggas bugs they get to close it bust
Niggas out here beefing as a hobby gonna end up as dust
Can’t babysit
let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins
let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins
let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins
Oh, Chuck, they out to get us, man
Yo, we got to dust these boys off
In this corner with the '98
Subject of suckers, object of hate
Who's
they in my dust if they don't like it, see em trip
But they stay watching tho get the fuck up off my tip
Off my dick
See we work work working and we kick
cuz life is really a taunt
You see me outside in my g35 while I drive I'm on planet Kyree with a blunt
My music might never kick off I will still talk
kissing to some j blige (Uh huh)
If you with it we can kick it by the fireside (Yeah)
Getting busy to some whitney sipping mai tais (Ugh)
Hit the city
to your fist
And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust
And drink the king's health in the morning
"For a soldier, he leads a very fine life
Ride with the strap and the work we was dodging them fed cases
Used to go and hit the club and drink Moët by the cases
Rolling of them pills had my mind
times in the past when I had to run
Like getting chased as a kid by the Dobermans
I jumped off the porch enlightened from the sun
You got to stand on all
like Covid-19
Cat hoppin' out of the black Lac
Calvin Klein shoes, Giani Bernini backpack
I been up and down, I been high and low
I been fighting a war,
Hush
Keep that on the hush hush
Jumping out the lac to clean
That thing tucked by my spleen
Double cup when I lean
Im rolling with my team
That gasoline
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
a nex breh like fake id
watch dem gal that u lay by g
but re up quick dont wait my g
sincerly crafty 893
kick the door n buss in
dont care if ur beatin
understanding is nothin'
Stacks in the back of a 'Lac on this glass you finna see me struttin'
Cuttin' corners on a daily basis
Move fast like Kanye West samples
the Dodge
'Cause the baseheads keep breakin' in the garage
I keep saggin' in my 'Lac with my butt out, I strutt out
Look at my two front tires - you know I
sounds tha best high
I get it with my lips or with the rubber grip
Smoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shit
You really know who you fuckin',you
Mostly I just go by feel
Kick it first if it don't start
Don't need tools I got my heart
Are we free or afraid
Of what we're told
Are we out of or under
Hop in the whip then I skrt like a Protestant broad
They David Blane lame, asking me to pull all they cards
Like no, we cannot kick it hoe, I am not
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