Lyrics:
believe me (ain't believe me)
I know my pussy hella good 'cause none of my niggas leave me (none)
I know I tell my nigga lies, sometime I be misleadin'
the ones he'd chose
And what him and that axe could do.
Early one morning dad took 'em to town
And sure enough Henry was left
And by Christmas eve the way I
"The boys said to tell you hey"
And I was kicked back in his easy chair
Holding a fifth tapping the barrel
Of a fresh cleaned steel blue polished up .38
select, and now our shit is bumpin' loud.
Firing Squad, back on the case.
To school ya, turnin' more boys to men than the great Luke Dubra.
BOOYAH! Do
county
Fuckin' bitches that's a ?
They call me that boy Nutty
Ain't no nigga finna clown me
Shit, I haul off and kidnap yo whole family
Strap up
Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (verb)
Xrp, we're tryna let
mind
Runnin thru my mind I'm
Only stopping for dro
I'm in yo city hit my celly
Tell that bitch I'm a goat
I tried to tell 'em as a
Youngin I'd be
hits, but this ain't that
You ain't been around the fiends to tell me this ain't crack
Now the room smells fishy like the cling don't wrap
Man, you
just had some shit on my mind
Yeah
Laughing to myself thinking about it all
I'm amused by seeing platinum plaques on the wall
Niggas wanna talk, I just
can see just by the smell
Like a ship from Little Sicily, my niggas got the shells
Give 'em hell, make a trigger start singing off like Adele
Hot
like gills
You ain't eaten till your money on the millz
Don't ask where im from you can
Tell by my face tats
Go against the gang we gone
Leave that
L.A. make these pounds take flight
My friends locked up, all this time goes by
And I tell 'em to just wait on it (wait on it)
Join my table, there's
Proceeded to propel like a helicopter
Yeah, we been givin' 'em hell, no other options
Livin' by the code, the eternal doctrine
Goin' for the gold 'til
and shackles and chains
Bozzy be back
Flex up on a little just to show 'em where we at, wait, aye
Snotty in fact, eagles in the sky
Jesus got us
mind
Give this boy a beautiful view
And tell him, "Without fear, now"
I never questioned
I was acceptin'
Until she stepped in, movin' like
Seems like a heavy load
Anti-depressants lessen episodes
While the West End boys in their hand-me-down clothes
Brag about fights under high street
We walk with the dead (below zero)
We keep 'em on ice (below zero)
You heard what he said (off with his head)
Guillotine rap, yeah the killer team's
Tony
Macaroni on these low self esteem bitches then I pass 'em to my homies
I'm everything these other boys used to be
I can tell by her face she ain't
cholesterol ·
best of all, I'm blessed to call God my father, I got arrested, y'all ·
Let me tell you how it happened · check it, y'all ·
Though I'm tough like
World freestyle, tell 'em niggas don't play with me, Za
That's sixty bars, that sixty thousand (yeah, King Rollins)
Another twenty for the pendant
day then we pose for the nice lens
Seat up (ha)
Tell 'em pull the beat up (pull the beat up)
Turn a Cole summer to a heater (to a haa)
Always been
your boys around your way giving you credit
'Cause you can have a spectacular, vernacular
But take your contract to a lawyer to look after ya
'Cause
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]
I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
answers man, think
We're far below standards
Don't tell me anger won't help us
You told me the cancer would shrink
We need a shrink
We just see boys
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