Lyrics:
I'll leave you with no hand)
I cut niggers off with no scissors who holding me back
I'm the only real one in this bitch who got my back
Only time I'm
to the court like, "Bitch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It
and my lady by my side
Because I'm destined for the throne
I really feel at home
I could never leave you all alone
I dream about it every single night
Keep
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
from the tree
Now lemme tell you 'bout They
They crossed paths on a fateful date
When a match got made
Only one way He was gonna behave
Ditching tricks
nonstop, it's the first two letters of my name
Competitors are slain by this intelligent gunner
Quick to pop the trunk like an elephant hunter
And you
and you'll damn sure like
He's an MC with the rhyme know the day and the time
Never ever goin' low, cause he only climb
(And Jay's the DJ with the) cut
the one that comes along that leaves you something to fuck with
Even when I'm dead, light a blunt, bitch
'Cause everything I make is so ahead, now it's
Into K, into tricks you better not mix
Got to get the story I am in it for the kicks now
Wanna smoke that's not cool damn
I gotta listen in when you
I keep it real pack steel like my man Y.G
When a fool try to play me wet 'em up then I'm Swayze
You must be crazy kid
Man I never did forever wildin'
we start wylin
Only when they play our shit, you reach for my team
We gon bang, we scuff niggaz, we cut niggaz
We slide wit da bitches
the dark one day must come to light
When you see me remember I am here but I'm gone
I can't promise you things to be alright
But all I can do is leave you
it's taking
I'm breaking
I take it out and leave you hoes forsaken
When I spit it's all heat, flows rolled in cajun
Leave yo favorite rapper scared like
leave the house without my heat
Rule 4 and 5
keep that 45 up in my reach
Stay up out the mix
Get that chicken nigga
Fuck the beef
But still it's fuck
dodging the D's and banging out with the opps
Just listen
I use to post by them buildings to get my money up (Yup)
My momma use to say baby boy you ain't
dodging the D's and banging out with the opps
Listen
I use to post by them buildings to get my money up
My momma use to say baby boy you ain't had enough
about you
I don't care what you think
And I don't care about your view
Coz We've all got opinions
Divided by 2
The only way to tell the Difference
Is When
I can not leave you on your own, we made this child together
Nina in my pocket goin' down this rocky road
Runnin' out of options you the only one
himself, that's it (that's it)
Scream and fight to cover your lies
It's like you only win when you make a girl cry
But these bruises are where I draw
a second), were is the sack
You don't have to ask no questions just jump in the back
And leave your strap, cus there ain't none of that
Were we goin', it
most of your neighbors are a mix of blue and red
And are practically neck to neck in the polling
And the yellow party are the party you've invested all
only one way
that I'll ever pay that's your death
As you know this rigormortis by the man named in the chorus
I gotta be the baddest of them all never
ain't in the picture)
Mix the cold and the game and come get you (come get you)
Look, still on my mission
I'm still with them niggas they talk about
this is child's play... motherfucka!!!
Verse 2:
Aw fuck, chuck's on a killin' spree!
Gimme some barb and I'll start by killin me!
When I murder, I
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