Lyrics:
They claim that I'm violent, just 'cause I refuse to be silent
These hypocrites are havin' fits, 'cause I'm not buyin' it
Defyin' it, envious
3:45 In the morning
We still here bruh
That's facts
Sife to the world baby
Looking at the place I've been, Man I'm thankful
Surrounded by the people
holes in my shoes
I guess I know what they mean by cold city blues
Ken bagged the stores
Tryin' to get money the best way I know how
How? Me and my
your a bad ting I wanna lock you down
It's a good idea to 3up the 3up
I got this ting on lock it's about to go down
They need to 3up the 3up
My g
the twins, they gon' put you in
(You in)
Deep up in the ground, six feet under
Bitch you in (Bye)
I'm by myself and I'm fine with that (Yeah)
Money bring
to Madrid and take a sip, man
Click-clack, Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta
New Season, God is the reason
Look at how they caged me
3 days, same place, high treason
You and I
Chevy, what he on? Coke
Streets talk and they call it word-to-mouth
Whole hood know what you murdered by
Strip club poppin' but it ain't safe
Niggas tell
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
incidentals
I put in work
I mean REAL work
I ain't need to show Credentials
(Hold on real quick)
(One,two,three)
Niggaz talking bout sliding on they opps
But
these niggas they plot
They rush up on the block with shots
From fully automatic weaponry
They had to be a least two or three cars deep
Then all
known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers
Niggaz think they gon' stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop
known ya'll ain't wanted with these three time losers
The open surgeons heart removers
Niggaz think they gon' stop my ones
Put a contract out and stop
jus let it breath
Let it breath a little bit, Ya know
We just warming up ya know
I gotta empty out my stomach
This a three course meal for real, ya know
Young black nigga trapped and he can't change it
Know he a genius, he just can't claim it
'Cause they left him no platforms to explain it
He frustrated
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
heil! (x3)
You know, it's got to be deep
Can't help, it's got to be deep
Didn't I play deep, deep
( got me any candy mister?)
( which way
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
and choke and choke
Who croak when the guns smoke, ?broke, you're half-loc'ed?
But I'ma break it down for those who know
Be real when you claim South Central
shit ain't that deep for real
But certain shit like cheese
Will leave you six
Feet deep if I'm knee deep in bills
Yo I sleep wit' steel cause I merk cats
Yeah, the five never on these strips, uh
Yeah, 4350, if you ain't know
Then I'm a trooper, nigga
All eyes, real soft
They got guns, but never pull
Came to this city with all of my niggas, they claim that they run it, but I got suspicious
I never met no nigga frontin' on me, I'm just countin' up
invested
It helps me get my shit off my chest when I'm aggressive
Like THC and CBD
Nah, fuck that, I need CBT
64 bars and 3 beats deep
And I'm still spitting
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