Lyrics:
at the end of this night
It's your hand in mine
As the clock strikes nine
Yeah baby we'll be alright
Yea girl you know our schedule is hybrid
Cuz we be
already feel like a Botox junkies right now
Lying is below but sometimes I squat
FYI
I ain't trying be your friend
I'm just tryna fuck you by the end
murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and be 's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma
Verse 1: T.U.R.K
Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up
at the club
He got love
On drinks grub
And the whole nine
Only time he went in his pockets
Was in the entry line
But later down the line
Let's peep A's
Bringin' color to the room
Yeah they feel it when i walkin like
Toes down, 10 times, 6'5 shit
9 lives, ride by sippin that sip
You could put a 8 on its
prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two see's
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two see's
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
toes down
Drivin' through my city by myself, that's how I roll now
Drivin' solo, I'm just swervin' through my ends
When I'm sober I just don't like
still believe in magic?
The gun look like it's static
If I bring that heat, better match it
Side by side we ride
And we're gonna take it worldwide
My
three… i 4foh for you
Theirs no other girl
Five, six, seven I no fi eight u swear on mamas head
Nine, ten stop the count my love no go ever end
We gonna
Coming out from the middle of the map with a limited attack
And I fight it till the end before we get it to the idiots, illiterate attack
Diss that,
This is the
This is the 9 side
Beatfreakz
Don't let me run tru' with a bally (Bally)
You won't know it's me
Why you dey run with my money?
riches
Nigga feel this, laced up by realas, dealas an killas
That give a fuck about ya feelin's, 'cause nigga it's strictly business
Nigga what? Back up
in a big ditch
Yeah yeah
Nigga if you can't tell
Fucking round with me
You gon end up in hell
We was copping big gas
Right by the Shell
It was just me
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah!
Welcome to the M.I.C Mixtape niggaz!
Volume two!
We back niggaz!
Oh yeah, by the way, y'all know what my motherfuckin' name is
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
getting older
Tryna get your shit together but
No need to worry
It's not the end of the story
Your worth is not defined
By how many problems you can carry
at Club Zen and drinkin', actin' brand new
Actin' like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot
They know I'm Cash Image and I'm with Tech N9
when the pac ends,
You never mix bizness with new friends
All black Benz you can call it pac man
25 10 9 and a 4 5 on me
I don't need no coley do
you tell no lie, ah, don't you lie
You've been burning both ends of the candle, baby
Gonna get you by and by
I see by your expression
Of shock
or your old bars
Listen and learn
I predicted I would be a big
MC by end of school term
I'm a big bird, you're just a worm
You don't wanna receive third
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