Lyrics:
F.A.B.L.E. we was getting jipped by these promoter thieves
Lord my life would change when I met Hadee
All this Chicago haters city ish just went out the window
I'm the king, I'm running everything within 100 miles
I know you heard I ain't no turtle nigga, I'm a crocodile
I was born by the river, livin' with
Livin like a bottle hoarder
Speaking of that shorter shit
I'd like to admit
That he always want em younger
Even if it's just a little bit
Droppin thirty
throne
King of my dome
Meditate for the zone
Game like Al Capone
Step by step
We dey building wanna own
From miserly to mysteries
Victory
Yeah surely
Fuck next I got now running with the same set
That I told you niggas you ain't fucking with, who are we? WeTheFresh
Yeah
F.R.E.S.H. Gang
And you ain't up
an explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; king royalty - wait listen
N-E-G-U-S description:
again, I'll be hesitant
Now I think you a snitch
Throw a house nigga in a ditch
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys
You little maggot, Eazy-E turned
Bout a young negus, a king and preacher
He 22, looks by the soul like he 40
Look by the soul like he 40
Grinding that turn all the minutes to hours
Little Mama, Mama Little Miss
I never forget, You told me It's wet
Let me check, I give it a lick
Just a little bit, of my tip (Huh)
Of the tongue, like
again, I'll be hesitant
Now I think you a snitch
Throw a house nigga in a ditch
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys
You little maggot, Eazy-E turned
on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Well I'm the nigga in charge-in
E.X. Large-in
Captain of a ship pretender no never no sergeant
See I'm the type
here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Well I'm the nigga in charge-in
E.X. Large-in
Captain of a ship pretender no never no sergeant
See I'm the type
And while we kickin it, it's only right I mention my 2 king's a little bit,
Young wild and mischievous, one of em beat box, the other one be trying to spit
still (steel)
In the field trippin'
Did I mention? Our hoods really at war
And this is somethin' we can settle y'all
You know, at a little comedy show we
King of the flow
You all came for my show
Now it's already over
So it's time to go
Ooh-ooo-ooh-ooo-ooh-ooo
Oh-oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-yeah
Woah-woah-yeah
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
Everything by grace oh all of the things by grace oh
Every little thing by grace oh all by the grace of God e e oh
Everything by grace oh all of the things by
homework and one time they let me sleep behind the Ben and Jerry's counter just for a little bit before I would go to school in the morning. I mean, it was
and your the team captain
Quaterbackin', Quarterbackin'
Gotta little change and ya drivin' a range
Quarterbackin', Quarterbackin'
If ya sound system
gon' be in the bens
Do it by my lonely Like, I got no friends
You wanna feat, pay me in advance
Yo, bitch wanted me, she don't got a chance
Bro popping
and my boy we handle that ya know?
I can do it by myself but I still need a little backup ya know?
[King George]
Yeah, you got No Limit records straight
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
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