Lyrics:
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
I had to do what I had to do
10,000 hours i had to do it
Too much of anything's bad for you
I run it up cuz I have to
Didn't have a choice
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP
Straight up Tigga D, you dun know, holdin' it down (ayy, Madara, run that back)
Ten years up in this
hit it
My children need clothes, if I wasn't rich I'm comin' rob one of you bitches
My heart so cold, when I run down I'm standin' over with that
to live
And y'all wanna catch a body
But we not gon' talk like we won't do shit
If we gotta end somebody
If an opp run up he might get hit
But we won't tell
Live ammo hit the flesh
And it feels so right
I've embellished my life
Now God please tell me is this what death's like?
?
kept his innocence
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
now
Feeling like my life froze
I'm about to hit the ground
I do it 'cause I feel it
Live it like I'm talkin'
Flow so straight but won't a nigga
Stay ten toes
You know that I'm destined for greatness
And no, I can't rock with no lame shit
If you live, then you die bout that fake shit
But you know
peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
Die
of war and love
I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready for this
You not knowin' how you about to get your head crushed
Spray it dunn
Straight out
Shit
take em' down
Hoffa bruh you never knew
Ten by ten by ten by ten by ten
Aye I'm mister blue
Still collecting coins, causing chaos for my emeralds
Level
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
[Chorus (2x)]
Hey yo, I heard that you died
Fuck that, it's time to get live
Dead bodies let's all take a ride
Lean to the left and slide (the headless
still hit 'em, and see inside where the chill bit 'em
With heat provided by a lil' rhythm
I seek to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I
They can't keep up the pace (Run it up)
I'm in a mansion by myself (yeah, yeah)
And the cologne came from YSL (yeah, ow)
Fucking this bitch up in any
thousand to flight (One down, down, down)
Ten thousand to flight (Watch how we run now)
It was all a dream like Biggie said
I started off with a pen
Four leagues and ten and we hit storms again
We just can't get away from the eye of the storm
The birds outsoar the raging storm
But we cannot escape
Four leagues and ten and we hit storms again
We just can't get away from the eye of the storm
The birds outsoar the raging storm
But we cannot escape
last
Right here in the future of the past
He bettin the whole house
cnd it's ten to one
Politician corrupt but goin for another run
The robber got shot
Run in with a pack of wolves, or do it lone ranger
As long as I get paid in full
The prize is really worth the danger
By any means any means
Fuck
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
puttin out hits on the new fake kids
[ cool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders
[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)
[ Treacherous Three ]
Here comes
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