Lyrics:
and break
Yo I gots to elevate
Ride my fate, take it to the highest
When I'm rhyming on the city streets
The rhythms in my freakin' sneaks, sneaky freeks
[Kurupt (Daz)] Yeah nigga, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45,
fate is sealed
Take the deal, a date with success I just paid the bill
The gang is real, rock til we make a mill
And we always been sick so it’s been
nary a fuck given
You won’t find any traces just sins unforgivin'
I been winning since the beginning I been penning the illest scribes
Got 20/20 vision
What?
Benny
Convince Maureen to cancel her protest
Mark
Why not just get an injunction or call the cops
Benny
I did, and they're on stand by
But my
Runnin Runnin Runnin Runnin Runnin
Just To Catch a break
Two hundred miles and runnin i'm a castaway
.38 special in the jansport
They might shoot me
niggas put trust in yourself
They come when you rich when you broke then you left
(Yeah)
Just took a backwood to the face
Nigga smokin by the case
I dont
goes to the heart of
Everything that's wrong with the landscape today
Perfecting the perception it's just lawyers getting paid so
Snap Back mask up
those the niggas I don't trust
Long hair don't care, pretty face, slim waist typa Shìt is just a must
Step step step in the name of wha
Been blinded by
nuts
These days I think of safety I'll just party later
I'm getting wiser by the day so I'm becoming greater
So if she doesn't want the rubber then
going on
The world has gone to shit
And we're surviving on our own
I never had your help
I wish I had it now
I never paid attention
Wish I listened now
I
Improve your little home I’m just that nigga by the fence
Ain't finna show you lip but bet that I can get it drenched
You now fucking with the best
No more
by definition but vague and I resent that the page in history never came from our descendants or paid The ones that really did it I figured it was
make you plunge to your death
Got my own talk show, and I ask fucked up questions just to befuddle the guests.
CHORUS
Ayo, we're massive. We're so phat
the pound
Fuck a swish I roll up
Just wanna see my people smile
By making music
So what
Me and Wag gon' see a crowd full of people
Getting paid to show up
as I ride with the Benji's
Fuck off the hook, nigga I'm off the fuckin' hinges
No gimmicks, just a crew of drive-by shooters
Coupe de Ville swoopers,
breakfast mom
I got no time I'm gonna be late Jump
'cause there's a party on at three
and it's quarter past eight Songtexte
Now when I'm walking people
veins
Your blood was spilled and the justice paid
Were they blinded by their fearful rage
The things the couldn't carry
cnd when you stopped your body
of over throwing me
You'd better increase your grind
I run these streets like a hobo
Got swag by the boat loads
Ain't never heard about me
Guaranteed
to be the boss, up in this here floss shit
Hit the lot went by the knot, don't even ask what the cost is
It's hot in the Dirty South, you know the top got
eight gold chains
I'm a rude boy, and I ain't gon' change
I'm just stuck in my ways and I don't ever plan on changin'
Kept the burner, close to fire
chains, no bridge, just get outshined
When he come blaze it people
Say it's about time
The old God with the old gold gold card
When he's on the road it's
I'm Road Dogg
Comin' down off it
(Ay, ay, ayyy, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Comin' down off it
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Legend hoe, I got the hammer,
that'll aim and dump at the market
I don't know if you got enough heat for that beef that you started
With a nigga that's stupid, whose piece is retarded
Discuss these just got paid by montgomery gentry Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In