Lyrics:
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Check yourself cause you a lil' rachet
I just throw feelings I never say catch em
(catch em)
What's a queen to a boy
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick out of brew
There's only
Ooh, yea, ooh
Ooh, yea, ooh
Bleh
Tell me why you talk a lot (Bleh)
Tell me why you talk a lot (Bleh, yea)
Tell me why you talk so much (On God)
Tell
gotta realize, the boys on the east side
You call em S-A's, I call em allies
Because the day that we all unite
Watch the pigs get real polite
Punk
up a sit up get up I'm fed up
Shut ya lip up and let's go head up
Poisionus as venom no mistakes in 'em
Gucci on silk you got Vasco in denim
No my
know if I'm a quit tell em no sir
Number one spot I'm getting closer
City on my back My family on My shoulder
Ain't no choice but keep on going till it's
of the game by some light years
You can tell 'em that we out here
Living life without fear
Can nobody do it better
We ahead of the game by some light years
Yow
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
this now boy I'm due for the bread
She did what she did now she due for the head
Huh nasty Ooh got her raspy
Go and hit the bank and tell em cash me
jump behind it, push back on me
So baby, push back when I jump behind it
Baby, let me know you like it
Tonight, let's give 'em something to see
boy dreams I got dope boy dreams
He supposed to pray to god
But his faith in his choppa
Back against the wall
Feel like nobody can stop em
Same way that
I'm only human, of flesh and blood I'm made.
Ooh human, born to make mistakes.
If five boys in the house say it loud.
If five boys in the house
bumping Monster by my nigga Future
Met a bitch so real told her I'm marry her I can tell the future
Yea bitch I'm a prophet
Wake up everyday and profit
T Lewi
Fuck it tell em how you feel
When you know you kept it real
And that pussy still went fold on you
Devil got a foothold on you
But before
I'm only human
Of flesh and blood I'm made
Ooh, human
Born to make mistakes
If five boys in the house say it loud
If five boys in the house check it
bring it back then
I'll break your neck like you're Busta Bust
I'm on the floor with a chick that's voluptuous
Tell yo', keep the music pumpin'
We got
Ion want no dog give back to the streets
If I'm gonna walk a dog he gonna have a gucci leash
Now beat this pussyy up cause every beauty need a beast
fingas up
We hollerin SQAD UP nigga! SQAAAD UP!
You got a problem - tell 'em meat me by mine
You know the heat be by my nuts nigga
Man we can knuckle up
[Incomprehensible]
One thing they don't tell you about the blues
When you got 'em
You keep on fallin' 'cause there ain't no bottom
There ain't no end at least
I'ma get that worm now
Tell 'em it's my turn now
Y'all niggas need a lesson on some ethic you gon' learn now
I do this for the love of it
Saliva
the mayor, pussy boy, I'm bold
I want 'bout twenty thousand for a show
And I'm on stage, nigga, with the pole
Step with your eyes, I'ma leave 'em closed
I'm a dog, I'm a goat (goat)
I'm a west-side nigga, hit your friend on the low
I fly by in three million, tell 'em bye (skrrt)
And them diamonds
don't play with these bands
Buy designer everything, got these hoes by the piece
Tell 'em my piece fallin' off
All these scary-ass niggas facin' me
Poncho Gang Oou
Yuh know I keep a gang wit me, Satan know we dropped em
Satan tried to break me, jugg them boys and rob em
We be taking souls back we
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