Lyrics:
me bite them wit' the bulldog made by design
Niggas gon' give me mines
And get in line for the torture
I swear, run any closer to air
My
And I'll smoke ya junior mafia
In front of you
With the ready power tuckin my
Guess under my Eddie Bauer ya clout
Pretty sour I get packages every hour
never liked ya keep a thousand yards stiff
When I'm mashin by, ya pussy posse ain't gon' appear
Like if I hopped out, told ya to run yo shit playa
(Of a real, nigga, who vowed)
Not to leave, from by your side
Never succumb, to his pride
Speak on hurt, even when it's hard
Just like Andis, lift
know what it is, I'm all the way in it
Only way up out it, a nigga gotta get it
Nigga, you ain't made one sale
They know I'm grindin', Menace ridin' like
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
nigga) bitch you dissin our
God, bitch!
Flesh:
Well, in tha middle of tha night my posse prepared to sneak up when I'm early up
Creepin nothin' is sleepin
nigga
How you love that I be stabbing in them Germans nigga
All about my dough boy like them Pershing niggas
Rug came from Persia nigga Bag made by Birkin
I'm in the gym boy
You know me my nigga
I'm making these gains
I'm in the gym boy
You know me my nigga
I'm making these gains
Lace up my cleats
Ready
niggas actin up in the hood, send mo' troops
Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggas fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin
a new escape route
But ready or not nigga here I come
Started from da bottom
Made it outta da slums
Made it to twenty-give and didn't die by the gun
It's
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
to war, okay?)
Everybody's coming with guns
Niggas gettin' pimped by Columbians
They put 'em on the streets like a bitch
Nigga's slangin' but
niggas
Who the fuck said we friends mayday!
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I leave I'mma take some more niggas
Am allergic to them broke niggas
ain't like me
Made a hook, you ain't like me
Bills ain't bills, a nigga like me
Before the Gucci gang was the Gucci Mane (Mane)
Couldn't see my life
fools
You are posse's takin' a dip and vanilla's the pool
Get ready for my ritual, it's at its' peak
Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak
Intruders
molly done made me a beast
Let me suck on your neck I ain't nothing but a freak
A nigga just hit the club looking fresh in my polo
Been swerving lane
the crown (Worried)
Fuck it
You can tell them clowns they can keep it
(They can keep it)
At 17 I made six figures (Yeah)
Immature young rich nigga (What
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
like I’m locking
Ride while I’m popping
And it ain’t no stopping
Keep it going while I’m rocking
Get Ready
Get Ready
Get Lose, Get Low
Wind it up
Get
children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
girl, goin' for mine
Just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind
Back in time, I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame made you used
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