Lyrics:
and I play the boys in blue like fools
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Fedz has me trapped without fled
The scene some smuggling dope from Cali to New Orleans
From
of the planet
They see it
The Zeniths to the cinemas, nigga
Our street mantras remain intact
So stay transparent, man
From the blue clear Gazelle days,
wrist from the Cuban when you see it, hope you see it
Pop the Tesla now I'm treeshin'
Yeah, front to back, side to side
Two sticks in my system when
left is caught up on my pillow
Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag
MFC keep it cookin (Keep it cookin)
We emerge wit the blue print
a rush
Wisdom in his eyes from the pain he's been going through
Never take it out on you
Getting famous out the blue
Guess they caught the vibe
In the back
lines
So...
[Chorus]
I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun)
You want beef? I hope ya (got
appoints
And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point
More two guards, 'nough straps
he's sitting next to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from
yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin'
[Chorus: x2]
in a blue squad car
[Mr. Lif]
She pocketed the crack before they got far
[Aesop Rock]
Billy watches Maggy from behind steel bars
Like "Where the crack
the optimist but lately I've been so blue
Only come alive
With you by my side
Run from every scene
Tired of every beat but yours
But yours
It's been like this
the time of our lives
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But
from me cause maybe it's applying to you
cnd if it helped me then I'd like to assume
It might do right by you
I'm feeling like I'm playing fight night
I salute
Your bitch come slidin' by the two
You ran out of money you had to loot (Red dot)
Kickin' a lotta shit, Jesus (Bawk)
Your bitch booted in
the snow
Praying to a telephone
Growing up hella broke
Looking at the stars through my telescope
I Started with two sims cos I was poor
Use to smoke blue
you got all smashed up by some gravity
Tight rope tied but the gaps too wide
As you're falling from grace on the rapid side
Course on the horse
Young nigga rich but I'm still from the trenches (woo)
Luxury Tax, my water by G
P-i-r-u, bitch, I bang what I bleed
I'm passin' out pills, I'ma geek
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
to the bone
Make it end, and sit me by the throne!
This isn't cool!
What did I do?
Why must I pay the due?
It's critical!
Wanna hear from you!
Why can't we
Watching blues play
It's a light day to make a brave escape
But you gotta make a way
Boom by ya badi-da gwan ye
Boom by ya badi-da gwan ye
Boom by ya
refutable
The pill I took blue like a Subaru
Where do I know you from would you please remind me
If we get to freakin’ can you keep it silent
Its raining
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all
healthy -
She stepping in channel
Shake the dust off do my walk
Couldn’t stay up on the shelf
(X2)
(Bridge)
Yeah did it by my self
If you hate I
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