Lyrics:
class)
Ship sinking fast
(Bon voyage)
See you at the bottom when I spot um
Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em
What's up my brother?
What's
love when your all up on me
But there's one thing that I have to see
Is the way you pop that booty (pop it for me)
I love it when you move so sexy
I love
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
give it up for him, y'all
Uh, a- never been as broke as me, I like that
When I was young I had two pair of Lee's, besides that
The pin stripes
with that Thug Life tatted on her"
See people want it ha that's how we do
Screamin' "Ahh-yah-ya-yah" me and my crew
Live in a zoo
That why I got
with that Thug Life tatted on her"
See people want it ha that's how we do
Screamin' "Ahh-yah-ya-yah" me and my crew
Live in a zoo
That why I got
(Taro), you know what I'm sayin', yeah!
Here's the whole crew everybody, from that crew that hold me down, everybody around the world!
That hold me down,
Daily, Likwit activity
Phil Da Agony causing you total tragedy
My chest is burning from the Hennesy rock
Yo I live to see the enemy drop
tree
But claiming that they arborous, yo it's sad to see
Uh
Y'all don't want to see me winning
I've been rooting for us ever since the beginning
I
by the fours
so in other words, nah man, skip the explanation
see that what the rewind's for, so be patient
'cause this is the direction that my pen
crew
Why yo phone gotta die
But when I start steppin
I promise that you gon regret it
I promise that you gon regret it
I'm bout to go up
And start
affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top
Tun Dem Ina root
Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di
they Christians"
You know how we do it
You see that 116 tat, that STL snapback
Them concord 11's on
Fatigues, they gray and black
I'm headed to a city
with the Crew til I Pop
Now ya Crew's "Cheddar Bobbin" the way that they Walk
Block gettin Dark but this Crew gonna See
When this New Magazine light them
you the shit well you don't live,
Im just trying to stack the Benjamin's,
Everything you doing yeah I did,
Pop the triple c this shit is ill,
Plug just
crew, flippin' over 62's
'Cause GED wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
Shoot from the line, swish
Only shoot half court, we don't miss
What's on my neck? That's VVS's
Crew ride around in blacked out Benzes
Yeah we up
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
Got me askin' white Jesus "will
A nigga live or die?"
'Cause the Lord can't see us
In the deep, dark clouds of the projects
Ain't no sunshine
No sunny
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
a crab that infiltrate
Try to divide crews (I see you)
You say you balling but it's biddy though
You know it's fucked up when Sharkeisha
Get more hit's
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
three
Come with my first diddy-deed
[ Brother J ]
1-2, 1-2
Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P.
Same old gee with the same strategy
See a [edited] em on down
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