Lyrics:
Walk into the bank with a choppa four-five
Tell a bitch get down, before pussy hoe die
Catch me breaking in the safe
I up the tool, then let off five
that paper quickly and escape the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin' and jugglin' with all
(swear to god, shit)
Yessir ha deucey (come on who deucey?)
We call this here 2 seats
(It's more like 3 or 4 you know what I'm sayin)
All speed no cruise
fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha
Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a red
Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance
In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green
Die!
You're
I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get
These girls by my side always my ride or die
So they couldn't be more wrong
(Kira)
They say two's a company and three's a crowd
But with four
It's not
holy grail we were immersed in this life a carefree existence
Dream one day we would play with the gods green lit for this mission
Strong as steel inside
movin with guns n still gonn die
In front of yo mamma she still gonn die, alla my niggas still gonn ride
Why? The pressure is deep she trynna apply
Blood
convincing
Your lips, they pout and twist, and
I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you
You take in everything with
A certainty I envy
It's
A nigga gone die if he play with my bro
Put that on my life I put that on my soul
Have like 30 niggas run and kick in yo door
I'm from the 9 but I post in
off the top, boy!
Fo' sho', nigga
(Chorus) 4x
Ghetty green, ghetty green
I gotta get the green
Ghetty green, ghetty green
And that's by any means
niggas know that it's new
Got hoes different colors so tell me your preference I pull up the scene bringing hoes by the two
What's on the jacket,
Wanna go four for four
Buy a four by four
With an all-black matte
And a sunroof
You ain't seen nothing yet
Imma keep saying this
Til my legacy runs
Yea Haha niggas it's 2006 and I'm back in this bitch
G-Unit
When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit
say uhhh
With the colonol, Mr. Bout it
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk:]
P gon' make ya say uhhh
I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh
But this time I'm gon' get
been a beast
Wildin' in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold classics
What the fuck though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow, get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head like
and everything
So I bring the Bay with me, and 4 Tay
He always been raw to me
And I like his style, when I was in jail
I used to listen to his stuff
So when I got
fucking with us
You can't be sane!
You go fit resent me 'kay?
But respect dier you dey owe me plenty payment
(Ah who too this?)
Don't tempt me, Satan
Envy
on a leash
Keep ya eyes open in the belly of the beast
Gotta keep protection in the belly of the beast
Adderall 80 milligram no sleep
Sleep when I die thats
day needs more commemoration
And I can hardly
Hold in my envy with the whole occasion
My vision starry
I'm still exhausted from yesterday's shift
silent while we burned you
Emerald green how we urned you
Took turns to pray
Say they love the ahki cause he young in from the south
With the skin super
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