Lyrics:
my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangsta, but still I got flavor
my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangsta, but still I got flavor
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
everyday
And I just want it for the marge before the grave
And I'm just blowing smoke, I don't watch no face
I do it by myself, watch me get the pay
Dem
Ninja Nicki, where Ninja Man?
I don't need a hundred niggas, lil' bitch, me soon come
Dripped in YSL, one thug and one gun
These bitches gon' bow down
I am covered by his grace o
I no de look Uche face o
I and I it's Emey here I de so
Me I no de look Uche face o
Na my hustle me I de so
Give me power
else?
(They don't wanna listen..)
Uh, right right right right
They're gonna probably skip this anyway
(What about your man, Uche Flex?)
Who?
Huh? (Uche
Getty Yyyyy
Oooooohhhhh E Getty Yyyyyy
I say nobody fit run your race
The ones wey stand don picky race
Your matter make me face you face2face
All my guys
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
of a regular cell when he woke up high in collectible hell, boom town kid who was taught by the binge that a man who expire with the most shit win, that's warpy
The nobody who dreamed about bein' somebody
Chief rocker at the party
And they was hangin' like, "Yo, I'm your man
I don't even care about the ring
the house man, chill man)
187, the 187, (faces of death man) the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187
(what you know about faces of death man?)
The 187,
like paste, it can't be erased
Face to face I overpower like bass
To the climax, I don't carry a sax
I carry a axe to tax and wax those who rap
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
my brains right out my head
Running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man, running man (uh)
I don
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step don't rush
Just wave that ting make a man Go dumb
Ay
Do the TC Bop
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step
Ahhh Ahhh Yeah Yeah
You know what they call me oh yeah
They call me Krisstayo (shiiii)
E get many many many things Man dey face(man dey face)
So many
To all my haters
D-Eazy. Dirty Fresh
I make moves with my game face bitch
Come On
I make moves with my game face on
I never lose with my game face
praise oh
Look at me and you go see say I no resemble wetin I don face oh
E no be might, no be power
Na by God's grace oh
My God dey give me life in
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all
my bad boy shine,
Be ,double E,F that's wat they imply,
If that's the case,hectic,drive-by,
(Kenzie)
Lyrically,man gonna get smoked,
Easily
face sapa (Make we no face sapa)
Cos e don tey e don tey
Wey i dey hustle for the pay
Say e don tey e don tey
Wey man don dey pray for grace
Nobody go
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