Lyrics:
spit it, you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss
down
When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I'll take ya, yeah
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right
You know it ain't right if she ain't by
family that you got is in a gang
And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(M-M-M-Murda)
Yeah, yeah
Damn right, bro
4 AM, I'm just gettin' started
For my birthday I threw me a surprise party
scenarios feel the
Same shit as a writer, as a creator
I'm giving you my experiences but
Just take what I
Give you you ain't got to pry beyond
That i'm giving
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
catchin' glances like crazy
Walkin' into 429 just to find that it's hazy
Might as well take a puff, I got nuttin' to do
Mixed a bean with the coff', that's
don't have it)
Funny, you got a lot of books here-
(Yes, we do, but we don't have
David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells) are you quite sure?
balling
I was in it 4 quarters
You can tell by my diddy bop
I’m from New Orleans
Young swanging on anybody
Choppa sing on any block
Make a nigga milly rock
Will Agree
I'm Comin' Up And I Got a Step Above The Rest
Cause I'm Using The Ladder They Call Success
You Say 1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Rap Like Hell And Make It
thought I could Trust You, Love You
Parade you around like mine
But you got me in chains like Rikers
Left me with the stains, like bikers
Shoulda traded yo
swear that you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss
(that's right)
Any problem, Jeezy take care of it (yeah)
Them ugly hoes say a nigga arrogant (arrogant)
Real slow is how I drive past (what?)
Got
This UNO Pizza I'm too deep
I'll make a tape and I'll take escape
Take a Ape escape other fakers late
Got a caper plate now my paper Bape
Low flavor
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
I'mma steal this land
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black
like Nas
I take a four pound and a white-pot
Glock 30 con pact it's the right size
Vision ware on the stuff watch the white rise
I'm talking brick sales
Raise the bar a little higher
Always keep em' wanting more
If you evil royal rules
Politicians you a stooge
When I got peace they call me fool
Cause God
some love have some fun
Baby let me take you home oh yeah
Four in the morn get you home alone
Now we chilling home alone baby by the pool
Got you doing
Rico's going crazy again
Outfit by Dior, this hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts
I’ll take one question i wanted
To vibe off an idea, and then I
Can riff off of that…they said I’ve
Got 20 minutes or so, i might go longer
OK,
I'm from them spots where it's real action
Break work in fractions, I gotta get it
No relaxin' (Gotta get it)
Listen, I get the details, got pills, no
"four hundred n' ninety seven n' a half feet o' rope!
Whadaya got that for?"
He says "I just carry it."
So he says "it's all right.
Go on board, go
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