Lyrics:
Mando
Know the force is what I handle
Make me, call in my attack dogs
Gold, black ops one commando
Ain't no nigga ever scaring me
We can take it where
And it's only uber black where we might fiddle in the back
Coz shawty special she ain't dealing with the casual
Should of seen the setup
Shit I should
I'm hard to handle like bikes with no bars
We excite stores that got dykes leaving doors
Unlock the heated 'cause they know when I sex well
Left
the drought season it's too hard to get by
Niggas be runnin' off with D gafflin' muthafuckas, startin' at chances
'Cause a nigga's mail ain't to muthafuckin'
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the
Gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up,
Read all the books and he people worth
and active verbs pronouns, skewer the sieve of optical sewer, release the handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck
back?
I got keys coming from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got
back?
I got keys coming from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got
back?
I got keys coming from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got
as hard as I can,
Surprised by my own money like that shit wasn’t part of the plan,
I control niggas JoeyDECORUM part of a band,
Steady dropping verses like
to get by
Ashy, Patchy
Blow up on her ass cheeks
you can handle truth and you want it? You can ask me
Sadly, Im a fucking sadist do it gladly
Bad dreams?
they still can't handle
Independent black owned and I'm 'bout it 'bout it
That's why No Limit is rowdy rowdy!
[Chorus]
Uh, you know that na na
For the pain I'm a handle this funk and dismantle this junk
Fuck all that
In all black and then pumped
To run up on this nigga
Tip up on him then
'bout that white girl
Feeling good to be black
Ya whole hood I seize that
Breaking down the, fuck all that feedback
Gone by the morning
I landed soon
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, knawhatimean, Killah Priest
I changed my name, man, it's Leo Angel now
Knawhatimean? Yo, this is Black Market
and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying
and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its hard but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my freedom again trying
own can't handle it
Hand on chin to keep my head up
Ain't no time to kick my feet up
Barely get to roll my weed up
Stole my art supplies
Had to get by
black, we original
The deal is y'all don't see it's all Biblical
I said you don't wanna roll where I could go
Hard times, Hennessy an' Optimos
Twenty
Sayin' he was outta town - n**** crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another n**** out to handle beef for me
letters under candle, delivered by camel
Layin in a dug-out channel's kinda hard to handle
So I say a little prayer to my maker in this blood filled place
Breakdown steel Banglez
Presents breakdown
I know what you really is
Everyone wants to be the greaziest
You might think that them man are hard
But
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