Lyrics:
Mama she used to say, don't live by your knife
Mama she used to say, gotta get out the ghetto
Mama she used to say, morning comes and goes
Mama
missin' out on was passing you by
I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry
But not you and I my nigga
We got to get
Come on, over over the water
whatcha want?"
And the way I feel now, you're the only one
And if it all goes south, it was a lot of fun
Suddenly we're sneaking all around 'till the break
I can't get caught with no guns, you ain't even got no case
Foenem touch your face
I keep Bloods, I keep Crips when I touch down, ayy
Man, I'm
love
The only man I know that I can trust
And if I ever should need you
I know you'd come
Ready to kill with a smoking gun (with a smoking gun
never goes out of style
Money and guns never goes out of style
Ye nigga wanna roll with hillz
Sixteen litters doing two hundred on a dash
Spaceship cool
Everything I lost I want all that back (all that back)
What goes around comes around
What goes up must come down
Don't get mad when I don't come around
Cuz I'd
Hip Hop had come full circle
It started with the gangs in New York
And ended in the gangs of LA
But just at that moment
Along came a new force in Hip
they do it on them buses
Come and get you like buster
All my side women know
Do I still roll with Buster?
I don't lay down, play around with no nigga
(go)
He ain't never shot his gun for me for free, I'm bein' a thousand (go)
You did what you did, I left you 'round my kids, I gave you power (go)
I
see red (I hate it)[00:33.08]I fuck around knock off his dreads[00:34.21]Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said[00:35.66]Been shooting guns since I
Suns out guns out
Gonna live my life 'cos you weren’t around
Suns out guns out
I don’t need saving now
I’m baking now
9am birds chirping
City
One niggas down, two niggas run it
Call me snowman, one hundred miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics
It goes one for the money, two for
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
for each and everyone
Maybe mine just doesn't shine too bright when I'm looking in the gun
You thought you had me wrapped around your little finger
But
no suit n tie
You ask me 21 questions
And I don’t know how to reply
But this could be an interlude
Maybe somethin' to ride
Know you got 21 questions
love
The only man I know that I can trust
And if I ever should need you
I know you'd come
Ready to kill with a smoking gun (with a smoking gun
earthquake
Gon' make me finish last, I can never come in first place
200 on the dash, only time I come in first place
I been ridin' Black tint, all around
Al-ways have my gun and my G from 2-1
It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though 'cause you don't really know
About the you-know, I'm Cerritos, silly ho
the deadness
Is it that the madness feeds off all of the dreadness
That's not even a word
Whatever
Like clockwork, it never fails to come by
Like a visiting
just doin' it man Puttin' in work Come on son you bound to get hurt I'm on some other shit I roll around in a hurse Run up on ya Put a couple rounds in
down, money goin' round and 'round
Round and 'round, 'round and 'round, what goes around comes around
From sun up to sun down, yeah, we get money now
the grass
Know they stay low (Stay low)
And money comes around
Goes around like a halo (Ycg ycg)
This a new note (New)
Yeah this a new note (Yeah)
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