Lyrics:
that, hot as hell though
Yo yo, what, uhh what
Bella {?} hop to this, what, uhh, uhh
Set it down dawg, what
(One by one) Rule one up in this bitch
back
I'm from where a bitch a kill you and they all trap
Mall bags getting made by the Reynold's rap
Everybody puttin orders in watch em bring it back
make it to me
I got a kilo and a seven series
WHen a crown went crack nigga
I bet the gun sale plat, oh
ATF be on tHat sucker sHit
THey Hate a black
from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed
By eighteen to twenty year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
a penny you aint never stole a pen,
You Should gets your self a job before you gets you locked up
Are!
I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
squad (that's for my gun squad)
And, bitch, if it's a problem, we gon' gun-brawl
Shots popping out the AR (b-b-b-bow, nigga)
I'm with Trigger, I'm with
life but man his life still gotta change
16 years breathing, his demeanor said more
Cause he was seven years old when that body hit the floor
But fuck it
tell her see you next year like "oof"
Yelling like "Oof", yelling like "oof"
Pull some more shit out the cellar like "woosh"
Dropped my old bitch, had
gun in masses
Copped out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch
This is for my bitches who ain't never have
round town with gun in masses
Copped out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch
[Lil' Kim]
This is for my
motherfuckers, I got my gun again
And every year I'm like Javari, I need another dope key
Gotta be gaggy 'cause you know I'm kush to these hatin' ass niggas
kickin' gangsta shit
For 7 years straight
And best believe makin' the end, ugh
Puttin' in work for my niggas in the pen
Cause see
Once upon a time I had
the neck of the freaking exorcist
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't
I'm a seven-inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns.
Five'll get you ten,
I betcha never seen one.
Well I'm a seven inch cowboy
How do you be?
Uh
Thought I had it all, I ain't had shit (I ain't had shit)
Couple cars outside with a bad bitch (outside with a bad bitch)
Seven chains 'round
you can keep ignoring
Side
He's my best friend!
By side
Second best!
By side
Never a bother
Seven times a godfather
Year after year
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
gadgets
When niggas die they say it tragic
2k Salad
We ate TV dinners for mad years
Princess cut diamonds
I might buyem for a bad bitch
But I feel she
So mi a seh, Up to di time Payday rise di Ak
Cause it's Vybz to di bloodclaat Kartel
And hear mi a seh nuh Kevin
Rise it and rev it from 7 to 11
Turn your block more smokey than Jamaican nigga's nights
Are they racist, fam? Tryna be funny? Or tryna relate to man?
Sixty-year-old businessman,
From bompton to John John, still a fuck gyall dawg we still ah buss gun
Yo, Jessie, this mad
Well, this ah 7.62, pussy, yeah
Well, this ah 7
So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking 24-7
Rolled them motherfuckers, ate 'em up, hit 11
Got another point,
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