Lyrics:
Nigga I want this money 'til it's rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done
step, that shit gon' blow by (that's light)
Used to bag the dope playin' Mos, "Black on Both Sides"
Was in the streets, but I still provided the hope
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
Mm-hmm, ye-yeah..
Here come a bitch with the fly puss', and a nigga with the fly
dick
In the Mickey and Mallory mode, rollin through the streets
(ChorusX2)
It's all about drugs money murder sex
Crackin' skulls cashin' large mutha fuckin checks.
Bustin' gats
Killin tracks
Necro and Diablo you
a rhyme
My album'll touch you like the death of Malcom
Comes in CDs, cassettes, internet, and volumes
I was raised by a certain column on my info
I know
an album on the way
Winner mentality, nobody hard as me
Bullshit beneath me, they lookin up to me
Heart on ice but I Rod my own Wave
Time is ticking pressure
I'm coming for your jugular
Make ya move with it
Who did it
Drop an album coming soon with it
Gimme two minutes I can write a movement
Get my
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
Near can't stop in a booth
Collected a piece when I picked up by 2
They still want me to lose
When it didn't stack up I had to remove
Running plays
surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this label
Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for real
They gotta put ya face
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
Litemode, gotta shine up top
Shine in the dark, kinda like a street pole
Litemode, when she givin' up the top
Fillin' up her tank, swallows like a g
playing on the streets
Album of the year in my city, I put it on 3's
some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae
Lite mode gotta shine up top.
Shine in the dark kinda like a street pole.
Lite mode when she giving up the top.
Filling up her tank, swallows like
every level took years
I came to take what I want, freak the game like this
Yeah, we call this Who In Here
On the up and coming album
Code Switch Vol. 2
een klein clique
IPhone vol tracks en een tas vol beats
Commerciële hits en nog steeds kom ik street
Zo veel hits en nog steeds op de fiets
Game
Brian Robbo - IT’S YOUR LIFE Vol. 2
INTRO: Ugh
Lord have mercy
Kids of nowadays
Aren’t listening
Alright
Lets go
Yeah
Hook: I
And don't try to whine to the Grapes
You not the Rams, don't come back to L.A
I fuck around and catch an Uber to Slay
I'm a drama king, and a street
and to dazzle, ain't a cat you know that's nicer (whoo)
That was battling for loot, battle for ya boots
One or two cats got easy, started battles by the groups
pretty low
But them niggas ishomos like the maxwell video
I got 2 albums and 2 cars
Now bitches on my dick cause of chico debarge
Thugged out's 1st lady
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