Lyrics:
For all the hustlers
Round the world
Gangsta shit Nigga
Drug Money in a Hearst
Rich gangsta own a church
Court room with no shirt
Run up on me get
gets crossed ain't no letting it slide
See I was taught that the world a ghetto and it comes with rules by which we abide
Got it locked, working like
a beam on the switch for the opps as a rap
Four feet down on the brakes, I'm a dog
And this bitch, you ain't never gon' catch me rappin'
In the trap and I
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the eye, don't trust 'I'm
Be the same niggas that'll split you like dutches
Try to flame niggas when they get you in they clutches
You talk like a gangsta
to find me nigga in the middle of these Skreets
4 cornas is where I stay
ain't na' nigga runnin punk
you gone die or I'ma die cause it ain't no room for
a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is back
So get them thangs out, you betta lock up ya house
And tell the cops they let the animals out
Break
ain't care for school 'cause he knew his true talent
How he gon' survive in a world full of savages?
Born to get some money but'll kill, gotta balance
I got...
[ chorus: doracell ]
Nothin but that gangsta shit to my thugs
Puffin on a gang of shit smokin luv
Niggas gangbang and shit, rub-a-dub
No
I'm here to push as hard it takes
And if it takes me forever then make no mistake
Cuz I'm a real motherfucker that you will see poppin'
While the world
four, encore
I'm not a freshman, sophomore, and further more (Woy)
I graduated from the school of no shorts
to the world of rappin I brought
"That's it,
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
Reality of the South is what I rap about
Shit made us famous, we all them hoes yap about
[Chorus] 4x
[Abel]
This a street enterprise, bitch close ya eyes
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
image shall illuminate in silence
Gangsta, one that communicates through violence
Go Proof - not through yappin or hostile rappin
All on TV vest up
years I've seen Rooks
Get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate in 4 moves
The Bobby Fischer of rap with raw moves
In
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
[Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
keep an AK
'cause that's the end of the day
We rollin' up pressure
You playin' gangsta, we'll test ya
I got, fuck, wait, 20, 000 on the dresser
She
I'm a chainsaw soldier
Wit' insane ideas like fuckin' dead chicks
And takin' the world over
And the way I feel is you
Lose when you don't try
Ain't
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