Lyrics:
Here is something that they just know
Back/Crack to Fo, creepin' through the back door
[Kurupt]
I just dope blast 'em
[B-Real]
'cause I ain
amongst the crowd
A strange and erratic man
Made his way down where he found
Himself being stop by the king's guards
At the blockage
Insisted he had
please tell me why he's a liar
Saw the man switch up when I back that cannon that's by my side at all times, Mariah
Grab the mic hold it steady
Double tap
Mhmmm
A who tell them fi put K Love
Back inna the Studio
A my time Now
Them been a wul me back fi too long
Now me ago kick in the door
Bup!
Man
Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when
Still spit flame and flem
Reside by the side of the road
No likkle man steps
No we don't act like them
Said no we don't act like them
I was raised in LE3
York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
It's the offbeat, on beat, man with the mostest
Like Hostess, I bake MC's and oh and you
every scene by heart,
they all went by so fast
If he's passin' back this way,
I'm not that hard to find
Tell him he can look me up if he's got
no real niggas man, know what I'm sayin'?
They could be smilin' in your face
Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room
Niggas
a f***ing daughter
You understand me and why the f*** would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
Ain't
a f***ing daughter
You understand me and why the f*** would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
Ain't
have a fucking daughter
You understand me and why the fuck would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
through the window
And rise my ting like Mavis
I'm still that kid in the playground
Your mum told you not to play with
I live by that code
On the road
If
cultures
Knocking at your door
We go back and forth
We go back and forth
That's why you hate the president
Cause your career is at the morgue
We go back
give the man his heartbeat back
Where the damn keys at
I don't need 'em fuck that
Imma kick down the door no cap
Came a long way from home hell nah
I
Why am I why am I not viewed as a human
Why cant I just live in peace
Why must I get harassed by the police
Why must I be on the ground
Why
It's so
as he was leaving he tipped his hat
Then he laughed and said, I'm sorry bout your luck
When he walked out the door he got hit by a truck
Ace's
time you should tag my handle if you man enough
North side step in, hear my expression
The music so true I will live and die a legend
Lead by example if
and round
(These are the days of our lives)
But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
(These are the things we must go through day by day)
We
Man's in this
Don't know 'bout trap
One take finna come back with a comeback don't know I'll snap
Don't take the piss
Man leave at that
One true boy
niggas man I hate them niggas
Fully loaded whip I'm back on my bullshit
And this bitch fully loaded FN clip
Turn that block until two shooters come
clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up it's
she a fan (she goin')
We get your dope, it be wrapped in saran (dope)
Back to back cash you know gang ain't playin' (cash)
If he a opp you can't save
by scarface
Tony montana, but that's another story
A whole other chapter, check the library
Went back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye
She started
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