Lyrics:
nigga drop
2 hours later, here come the fuckin cops
Cause ain't no love in this dope game
Young niggas in my hood losing their life slanging this cocaine
mom and dad
We're just gonna talk to strangers
In a language only understood by those who came before us in this game
The beat of the upbeat is
what these hoes yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk of Dom, silk and gators
Spittin words makin
eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah).
So peep game, best believe I love my peeps
that's why I make the type of music you can pump in your
telling
Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yelling
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
gangstas show me love
For that track I did, yeah I know
The rest the album wack as shit
O-o-o oh, it's Kanye to the
With that platinum shit, ya punk bitch
the casualties got us caught up in the game
I'm surrounded by so much drama, every day I visualize
Walk the streets wondering I'mma die or stay alive
I could
in jail
Ho bustas!
Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
in jail
Ho bustas!
Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
in jail
Ho bustas!
Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
nigga)
Hell yeah
We can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or we can do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga
You better kill me!
I will love you 'til the end of time
I will love you 'til the end of time
I will love you 'til the end of time
I will love you 'til the end
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha
(50 Cent)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game
I just wanna freak that,
two for us 'cause you're the one that I want
Don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that simps over punk pussy
See when I'm with my friends I just put
game from a nigga though
I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell 'em
(Ain't no love, bitch)
So let's speak about a freak named Connie
Fucked
just love her
While that punk mother fucker used to beat her and punch her
She was livin' all wild
I think all she ever wanted was the love of her own
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
Probably never even saw it comin', too busy bulls***tin'
Caught him with his mouth runnin' ain't this a b****
They got me twisted in this game
The feds
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game
I just wanna freak that,
learned to walk
Now I can't stop won't stop
Till I'm in top with a fat quap
My game tough flamed up
Never faded by these lame chumps
I slay cuts filet punks
and get it)
But the game has it's ups and downs
Make a punk quit it you see, D is a die hard
As I'm thinkin' i'm-a send a peace
Shot to my nigga Floyd
Yeah,
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
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