Lyrics:
That's passing by my window frame
Passing by my window frame...
Man I wanna whip that (hit) that coke
Niggas wanna trip that drop dat soap
A bigger man
a stupid dope scar now you got a stupid dope memory to remember us by
Nah nah nah we not violent well at least I'm not I can't speak for my partner them
Ha
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread nigga
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread nigga
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread
Y'all niggas lame for that, y'all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga
wear gold your style was old
And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold
Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble in
Got a shit-eatin' grin
Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City
Since when did we begin to get 'dicted to dope
Diggity, bitch,
"Brothers and sisters"
Ever since you was a pee-wee
Down by my knee with a wee-wee
We been coochie-coo all through
School, you and me, g fuck it please god
see us (ha)
Shady, Ca$h king of the dope fiends plus (yeah)
Give 'em a square mile by blocks 'til I'm creamed up (get it)
Took the bullet out of Obie
but pardon the youngsters
Told us never to lie, smoke dope, and cuss
She stood tall and proud like a supermodel on a catwalk
And momma didn't take no
(Stand)
Shawty whine dope now rewind it (Whine it)
Keep on moving mama broke up rewind it
You bout to get it right I’m the man (I’m the man)
The way you
got a show, the promoters ain't got the dough for that
These losses set me back, man, I'm literally sellin' dope to rap
How can a nigga cope with
gonna take the crown right now
When I peep my mic hunger you should urinate in ya pants
How can you battle me you get crushed by little ants
You biting
Raised by thugs, schooled by killers
I learned mathematics from big-time dealers
So now them busters love to
See a nigga falling cocked the Glock
Midwest monsters verified we bring that energy
Different type of breed over here get praised by enemies
God keep me close so no mortal man can injure me
the motherfuckers goin' in debt.
Slay shit no matter how many dead.
How many heads I'll turn till I'm wearing a vest.
Best of the best till killed by the feds.
Pills
the king up in here so you might as well gone and crown me.
I'm a G in these streets known for keeping it low key low grams
molded me into being the man I
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
Yeah
See you already know what it is when you hear that call man
(Na, na, na, na) I got drinks by the bar, plenty weed
So without further ado,
roll this dope up
Smokin' on that Hindu
Finna stretch you out like yoga
Let me bend you over
She thought I was older by the
Way I put it down, down
She
the rest
We was being introduced by mutual friends
Like Kobe in the 4th
That's when the game begins
Game begins, games begins
I'm from the windy city, so I
tell by the trumpets
Prince of Wales sent me tea, biscuits, crumpets
Jewelry cost more than the car, car cost two hundred
Get out your chair, the season
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
dropped like a
Million other country boys
I thought my Mind was Playin
Tricks like the Geto Boys
Damn man, I miss the interludes by Big Rube
He gave us
an excuse
She knows I'm gonna make a move
Walk out of Arturo's loft
With 10 dollars and a pack of smokes
Score some dope by the taco stand
I'll pay you back,
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