Lyrics:
the lightskin niggas in ya crew too spooked to join in
I'ma nasty nigga and you could ask the nigga
The shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat, nigga
I'm
thought I'd be debatin' on a price
With my youngers, ready to go take a nigga's life
And, when they take this nigga's life, know I'm breakin' 'em a slice
Of anybody or anything
MB2
Listen people ask what it mean
To be set up to win
It mean that money coming fast
And that bread is legit
Determination perseverance
bridges to bring black men back to their senses
I hit my homies, and hope they'd be willing to share a piece of their story
There's so much glory,
who carved my name wit' a blade ?
All over the body, if that's how Malique affect fans , I'm outtie
We can't be blamed if they school grades turn out
cousin?) I can't cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope
Yo I was caught up in the crime
That wasn't even mine
They wanted me to do two
me
Nasty b like a crack preteen magically
I pop up on you niggas with the casualties
Masterpiece with cracker deeds
Scratch her knees fuck a plan b
repressed fakes
[Double K]
Ayo the efil4zaggin will continue to be saggin'
And baggin' on these sally Thes cut MC's
Until they learn the lesson we kept,
the bottom these niggas they hating I know how they do
I move by myself man I'm moving dolo
Man I move myself
Man I move wit no crew
Hold on I been in the mix
call me Atrice
Every bitch I fuck gotta be above average
On another level, nigga - millionaire status
Just bought two mansions: one in Florida, one in
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
to reach for my chain, there's gon' be some drama
I'm from the city where we let it bang, I'm making it rain with all of these commas
They wanna talk down
I'm so pimp tight
(Pimp verse)
Well I wanna pimp all the hoes
In a L-Dog Lac, gold shoes sittin' on vogues
Say you wanna roll reefer slow
Two niggaz
peekin' to find
Who's goin' left and playin' right
Lovin' my crew, bringin' 'em up
Leadin' 'em all to somethin' great
Want to be sure one may not have
But
At the same time
Its melting gold
And I'm getting paranoid of
How many years I'm given to live and die
Cuz I wanna be just like the greats
Matter of fact I
Everbody tryna head up
Shut up fuck up
Some virus just strarted having fun they cant be stop by the gun
And this shit make me fuckin run
I'm standing for
missing something)
so when the listener
graduates to be an artist
you still enslaved by the principles because they're heartless
first they make you imitate
lotta
A baddie maybe two, ima hit it em in they chakras ooh
Got some baddies way too fine for this life
I wonder if they tryna come by for the night
Hit
hung like Georgie boy in the basement
Drinks stay coming We suckers for entertainment
You wanna be a working girl in this perfect world
You'll either
impressed with all that fuck-boy rap
Don't know why they so impressed with all that frat-boy rap
No pun intended, but your album sounds rushed like that
Man,
back to San Fran with the ninerz can you dig it
Too many bandz but they not for show
Too many broke niggas ask for doe
Trynna live my life yea I bet you
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
with Drake
I heard those upcomers, they passed away
I want to be featured by Drake
"Hahah you funny" that’s what they gon'say
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