Lyrics:
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
Shit ain't free
I hold it down no POP
N***a with a attitude DOC
N****s only shooting on COD
I say free curt cause COD
Bitch I'm neat got OCD
I love
place to grow up"
King Tut: gold mane
Lion spitting propane
"Not a single record sold,
Album still went gold mayne"
King Tut: you silly slut
bitches
King Tut, gold mane
Lion spitting propane
Not a single record sold
Album still went gold mayne
King Tut, you silly slut
Bitches love a piece of her
gon stand in our Way
Finna drop down and pray
For forgiveness the script we gon flip it
This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large
I'm expecting
Yo, what's up niggas and niggettes?
N.W.A is back in this motherfucker
And this is only the single
Wait until the motherfuckin' album comes out
We
show your paper
If you shining, show your bling
King of the Underground, holding the throne down
Want to try and take it from me, hater come on down
show your paper
If you shining, show your bling
King of the Underground, holding the throne down
Want to try and take it from me, hater come on down
Jisses boy, if I see him I'll throw down like it's UFC
Bru I'll buckle his fucking fray
Voor die gym voor dit oopmaak met 'n Protein shake
Twee ure op die
down they're fast
What's past is past
I'm a blast if I could sell more albums than Eminem
Elvis Elton Queen and U2
Then it's all been worthwhile
we spitting
King DNS know the top we reaching
Plays break it down made my way off the block
Feel like I'm Kobe know the shot I got
Repping the shore
Takin' out the excess mess yes let's it poppin' y'all,
Am I fazed by em not at all,
Cause haters don't know dick if they don't posses the cock n balls,
1st verse
Sorry, yawl, I’m not Cardi B
Or whoever else you came to see
I’m Ally Vyne the only me
With a dash of Freddie & Dixie Lee
But copying
eryday (BUCKA!)
Bumpin N.W.A. (BUCK-BUCKA-BUCKA!)
Cruisin down the street in my 6 A---FRO
Punk niggas get GA-FFO, bitch
I wanna kill every cop I meet
I
ain't sh*t that they can do n*gga
Manifest yo dreams nigga I'm a king
There ain't sh*t that they can do n*gga
10 toes down always held it down
There
Requiem aeternum
Dona eis, domine
Cash was king now it's being dethroned
By malevolent forces of the devil's own
Conspirators plotted to steal
Whitehouse
Fig Loop
Oouh
All my life all I wanna do is flow
Slapping Freddie Gibbs while Walking with the M.O.
Brown sugar cinnamon popping
they don’t know bout how I’m stressing
If I’m stopped by the police imma leave in a casket
Rodney king was a lesson, doing nothing bring arresting
Hands
I could tell by the way you've been lookin' at yo girlfriend
I could tell by the way you've been dancing wit' yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz
last night punk, little boy
Stylin mad chump, ain't no wins here
This sport's extreme, know what I mean?
Gettin royalty, +Down With the King
They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first
V-E-R-S-A-T-I-L-I-T-Y
On her knees down for the king sum like it's Freddie Gibbs
Tell me what's worse
Being broke or having a friendly bitch
Manifest everything I said
You could be walking down the street real casual
And end up dead by the hands of some asshole
And it's time to end that
For real it's time to bring our
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