Lyrics:
running from Christ
Ice and Amaretto please as I fell to my knees
Being shot by Ferguson the vigilante
In the year of the dragon lots of men disappear
cause I'm in the club throwin up G's
Dammmn shawty! That shit fucked up
Niggaz mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love
Dammmn shawty! I'm
and gangsta!
[Chorus - Mr. G'stacka]
Now it's the pimp and the gangsta, stackin cheese
And we ain't rollin unless we sittin on 20 inch D's
We slide wit ease
Gangster Party
This is for the real g's
It ain't nothing but a gangster party
This is for the real g's
It ain't nothing but a gangster party
Money
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Cut my Third Eye open
Now my folk and em' think I'm crazy but
I'm taking offers and calling up my new lawyer
I'm the G.O.A.T
Call me the black
Yiggy yiggy yaw if you want to play
Yiggy yiggy yaw when the dragon slay
Yiggy yiggy yaw if you dare to stay
Yiggy yiggy yaw yiggy yiggy yay
On greedy motherfuckers that trespass
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
Olly olly outcome free, here come the G
I`m saggin, and Enter the Dragon like Bruce Lee
I
power, let loose for the hour
I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper
And you know I don't delay
Together with my honey like
Me and my g's hitch your hood like fleas
Soldier rag, black 'Bauds, white T's, and Ree's
Please, tell me that you was fulla weed
When you said you
friend was killed by a drunk driver
The guy got out of his car
And shot my friend in the face
'Cause I'm beginning to feel
Like a black god, black guy
of the siamese
Twins in we're back in the nineties
Back to a time that's divided
By Batman, Mad Max and Macgyver
But remind us, why would I wanna go
Back
an girls listen to me
It is I that you see
Gettin' high niggas be
Gettin' by on these streets
Do or die on these streets
Hit 'em high meet defeat
Wit'
My tongue attracts you with its clear
Combat vernacular skill
Cause even Dracula can feel
My fucking Black Magick is still
Much too real for him
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?
[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!
[W Ballz D.J.]
uh
Why my wrist cost a hundred G's, uh, uh (M-M-Maybach Music)
I end on my beat I, I'm
Young, rich and black bitch, uh
Young, rich and black (uh,
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Wooo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin in this motherfucker
Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack
Biggie.. Biggie..
Ey, I was challenged by Preston
To make a rap compiling many references
To Pokémon Moves, we're bringing more through
To all of y'all listening I
in the stu, I don't miss, uh huh
Man, you niggas is chumps, you so shit, uh huh
Bitch, I'm hot, I ain't bust a sweat, uh huh
Quit the talking, Dragon
but I'm tangled in my cord
Bored, kind of like a knight with the sword
Without dragon to battle so I'm running from a shadow
An impossible feat and I
has beens
Smokin' on that chronic
Got me flyin' like Aladdin
Go hard for my team
Like this '95 Madden
Spit heat like a dragon
Black tees, pants saggin'
valleys where dragons fly
For the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword
Only a warrior with a clear heart
Could have
Pull up in that all black ac'
Tsx licorice
Princess in the passenger
With me in the whip
Dragoons in the back
Always ready for a trip
Hit the gas,
heat, you can't downplay me and the g's
Step, step, We walking elegantly
Like men in black, we step to match, we focus on getting in P
Ye me and the gang,
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