Lyrics:
right
Catch em at the light he'll be gone by tonight
I don't need you niggas she goin hold my pipe
Way that ass shaped take her home my type
Pretty ass
wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue
And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by
living well)
(Yeah, I'm far from hell, yeah)
(I'm far from hell)
(Do it by myself, yeah, all by myself)
I'm a go to heights we ain't ever seen
Super late
some
I wonder if she gon' be wearin'
One of those tight outfit's
And you know that I like that shit
I ain't sayin' I ever met her but come on
You must be
Even though I love him
Man I wish I never met him
Loving harder in the summer
Bringing in the coldest winter
Living hell that be like Heaven
Best
myself, hit licks by myself
Grimey niggas but ain't never need no fuckin' help
Bitch I been Grimey, before this Grimey click
Long Live my nigga Dutch he was
With The Rich Side
Ay
She wanna fuck with the rich side (She do)
Hell yeah I could get her, Ion' Gotta try (Ion gotta try)
I'm always chasing bread it be
six for us, and god bless you all, because it's
nice to know that you ain't forgotten us. You know.
Anyway! The Clairvoyant, Prisoner... all live
the jux is real
I run with ghetto boys and
I ain't talking Bushwick Bill
If looks could kill then y'all
Would be kaputs for real
We drink your blood
with my mother
Who would take here place?
See daddy wasn't home
He abandoned his son
He chose to be a boxer chase chicks shot off like a gun
I dreamed
tears when you cry
I'm the lightning in bad weather!
I'm that dick in the picture on yo girlfriends dresser
I ain't no ho, I ain't no punk, I
won't be sorry (nah)
I'm a dog that can't be stopped, they call me Marley (woof woof)
Gimme that top shelf, no barley
If I don't see purp, that shit ain't
Aww yeah
Gametime
Gametime
I ain't here to lose
Man I'm in it for a ring
And I Gotta win by all means man
Yeah I want this bad
More than I wanna
'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
And a bitch that's talking shit ain't gone be lasting long
So you better make sure you don't stare at us wrong
I'm on a mission to get, yeah I been chasing
runnin,
fuck up us by them thug life control
How should the thugster
Must be in the area
Outlaw does the law
Dept on the gangsta
When's Ital Joe
ain't got no view
Too bad not my problem fool... damn
The dude walked away with a pissed off mind thinking
Damn who is he to question me from behind
Stop
trippin bout a bitch (Naw!)
A statement is a statement and a snitch gon' be a snitch (Yeah!)
I don't know why shit got bad in da first place (In da first
strong
Said life is short brothers never get to live it long
Gotta kill good to do bad people know they wrong
I'm having nightmares of dying from a bullet
leave an exquisite corpse
“Heaven is a place on earth where you
Tell me all the things you want to do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Hunny, is that
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
Feening for your live
I told em I'll never stop nah
When my brother died
It made me pause
I'm at a stop sign
I watch my people go through hell things
ain't lastin'
This little town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the penitentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up, that would be just
Super fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go, go
Hey all I do is go and go by this and that
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