Lyrics:
though
Shit bro, this instrumental really fuckin sick yo
Word is bond, when I say some shit hoe
For this girl I'm definitely faithful, no hate though, away
On a mission dippin, ratatat like that
Desert Eagle eager to lay yo ass down flat
For my scratch, knockin niggas out like I was Michael
Mack-10 got niggas'
Yo, BBK, hundred million sBTv
We're going in 2012 shit
To those who don't know me hello
You think you control me, no
I'm one of the best artists in
Blind to the potential that I demonstrated
On an instrumental that I decimated
Fundamentals didn't fund or pay it
Know yo placement put in chains to break
Yo, it's the fly kicko, golden double eye nickle
Sly snickle, little change, the dry pickle
Pics blow, serious face like Don Rickles
Prime ripples, I
and spread rumors
Boxin' toe to toe & everybody in a circle
Sockin' mutha-fuckas 'til they eyes turn purple
Ain't no set trippin', no jumpin', it's just 1
to do it I'll have the tiger in my eyes
Yo I'm out in the public you a bitch in disguise
Writing SM replies literally got no lives
All envy and lies
bring my gumption
I'm on the rise like I'm hot up in the oven
Either way, I'm getting bread by the dozen
Niggas all up in they cars just
Bumpin
mercy
[Cuban Link]
Yo, ain't no mercy, in the hood,
cats is thirsty, in the hood,
for the bread, niggas spread lead like herpes, in the hood,
mama
I'm being honest
Supersonic, pursuit of happiness
Yo, my gin and tonic in the temple
Egotic, I mean arising, really cosmic
My will etonic, technologic
It's a demo [Repeat: x4]
People in the audience cool G Rap is my name
I write rhymes and insert them inside your brain
And DJ Polo the man I'm
the TRE to Iraq
New Orleans Georgia and back
Man my niggas thuggin', too
With nothing under a mack
All in Cali and Texas
My niggas they stress this
and scratched)
[A.G.]
Yo I'm the cleverest, top ten terrorist
Chickens ever diss, they become featherless
Hate derelicts, certified gold metalist
You play fly
the shots i’m a menace i’m fucking yo bitch in a minute
bitch hop in the rental it’s tinted HardHeaderz independent
That’s real game real business fuck all
but you didn't know
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo
To kill another nigga, catch him with crack, in fact
Freebase, they put in
But the hate ain't one
Fuck it the cash ain't either
So I'm strapped with a gun
I hit the West on the tip
While I'm flipping a '59
Eyes covered by
keep a eye open when you sleep
Four make sure your spot workers do they're chores (trash)
Five always keep a glock by yo' side
Six real n****s stick
Yeah mans in the whip I'm gliding
We flying like we up in Central
When your boy get on the beat
You know I'm banging that instrumental
And we play
my chips
Stare a bitch down when I rock my whips(UH!)
Knowin that you hate me on the low, cock glock by dicks
Stick me for the ice on my wrists
Keeps
through the glass[01:44.52]Hoppin' in my car, pressin' on ignition[01:47.12]Blinded by the past, I got 20-20 vision[01:49.74]Rollin' up a wood just to focus
yo hardest nigga at us, we gon show you that he frail
Look, raised by Monique
You can't find a woman solider
Don't see that I'm the best
Put yo eyes in
a sparrow while you still travel under
The horizon take a look in my eyes and
See the pain and the hunger that my mind was designed with
But now I'm inclined
eyes?
Where did he get that big-ass hair-fro?
Lookin like a baby macks hair-drum, huh
Platinum, until my bread come
So she can try to sue me and do me
Well I call my boy X on the shower phone
"What's up, Saint? Man, I'm stoned alone
By the way I got the freaks on wait
Call up the krew, hook it up.
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