Lyrics:
Wonderin' where the pussy at
Straight for ya, looking for a ho
Hangin' out, rollin' in my '64
Sixteen switches for the niggas in my hood
Seventeen shells,
never change
Young K.R., I.T. my niggas say
Gotta keep a dash closed with the .44
'Cause them jackas rob 'round here every day
So I chill, for the bills,
that's the way that we do it
Ride up, hop the fuck out, watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as cold as this game, y'all be knowin' my name
A young,
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your
breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out
like this
I want to stop the time from passing by
I want to close my eyes and feel
Your lips are touching mine
Baby when you're close to me
I want
this
It's so physical
My attraction driven by alcohol
Beware of my reaction
Baby, I'm born to ball
Thugged out on Death Row
You better recognize
"
"Man, shut the fuck up
Slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there?
That's the nigga crib
When he come out just tighten his
wasn't yourself
Oh well, nigga live and you learn
Money don't concern me, I was too determined
Fuck what you heard, I feed my fam
I put on for mine, I let
been on vacation
And my body's been workin' overtime
But I've done all that I can do
There's just one more balance due before it's mine
I've been
hard
Take it from me, darling
You don't want a heart
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey there, Mr. Tin Man
I'm glad we talked this out
You can take mine if you
was in
When I was ten
Back when nine ounces have got you ten
And nine times out of ten niggas don't pay attention
And when there's tension in
to have it your way
Get dough or die, floss at all costs
Cash out and mash out, brought to you by
Grand Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas brung money
Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
Fifty acres and a model A
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, "there goes
niggas, yo' niggas?
Hope those niggas real as mine
There's a difference between underrated and hasn't made it
Once you successful they relentlessly giving
and out
I was there and you know it’s true!
One time for my real niggas
Two times for ‘em fake hoes
What we had was so real oh, let it all go!
Go down
shit
George Bush got some nerve, fuck a war
We trying to serve motherfucking 8 balls
Til’ we live at the pool hall
And knock billiards out of your
the streets
Nigga, there'll never be peace
Will there ever be peace, or are we all just
Headed for doom?
Still consumed by the beast?
And I know there'll never
at night
Behind Cristal see night
Snatch your wife
Run up in there with the K why
It's all mine
Ever since I was born Wayne
Nigga get out of line
on it
Chinese Queen, Parasuco jeans on her
Rock long jeans, known for throwing blings on her
I stay king, by any means, scream on it nigga
Come on, let's
Step by step I'll follow you
Everywhere you roam, whoa
Step by step I'll follow through
Comin' to bring you home, whoa
I keep reachin' out for
I was sittin' at home all alone when I heard that telephone ring
And there on the line was a friend of mine sayin' he wasn't doin' a thing
So I'm
and trick mine
Ya can't playa hate a true playa
So play dat Sega
Watch a nigga E page ya
Wit the rat tat tat tatta
To me it don't matta
Now who's in the backa
Don't say you're happy
Out there without me
I know you can't be
'Cause it's no good
I'll be fine
I'll be waiting patiently
'Til you see the signs
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