Lyrics:
you listen to me.
And remember, I've been your right hand man all along.
You have set them all on fire.
They think they've found the new Messiah.
like a sequel
Been down and up, so I'm roundin' up
Mad troops new recruits O G's and up
Me and my right hand man Mr. Hancock make landmarks
In foreign
on the fader, my right-hand man
We rock the bells so very well cause that's the name of this jam
Rock the bells
Some girl's will like this jam and some girls
even trust your friends
Your girl fuckin' your right hand man
You in the pen
These hoes just wanna know what
Kind of car you're in ('Rari)
Designer bag
He fed the fam with 3 tops, that the con game Guwop
Well fuck you, who are you?
You ain't God mane
I fell out with my right hand man, he tried
even trust yo friends
Yo girl fuckin' yo right hand man
You in the pen
These ho's tryna know what kind of car you in
Designer batch
You wanna keep her
That makes things worse
Now he's just breathing he can barely manage
And he's way past starvin
He's really famished
His right-hand man is up north,
the planning
Pre meditated shmurder
Hat never landing
Never lacking
Cuz I'm strapped in
Keep it packed in
My mac ten My right hand man
Tim man scared of niggas
raisin' your hands
Then you got Q that's my right-hand man
Shout out Little Dave sittin' shotty in the van
Everyone I came with travel like a gang bitch
raisin' your hands
Then you got Q that's my right-hand man
Shout out Little Dave sittin' shotty in the van
Everyone I came with travel like a gang bitch
and sadistic
A,be , and see
Something's I do
I just can't stand
Up in my bathroom
I sex
Six women
Mentally
Just me and me
Me and my faithful
Right hand man
Tie
Hittin on, sittin on, shittin on, flippin on motherfuckers
Yeah, I'm like the movie _Aliens_
I hide inside your right hand man, when you think you
probably set you
Up, tryna hit you and your fuckin' mans Don't try to reach for my neck, cause if you
Play, I'ma put this stick up on a fan My right hand
long gone since I started to flex
And I free fall when Im needing sex
My right hand is my best man it's the best
But I ain't there top priority
Top tier
gods scream seductive yearning
With a smile, I trick my right hand
Right hand man, hail, Saint Self-Seeking
With a spark of exaltation
We praise things,
second you're alive?
They are asking me to lead
I am doing the best I can
To get the people that I need
I'm asking you to be my right hand man
hand man Domingo
Know Trinidad we was takin' goals and the
Flat cash out on a pawn store
The difference between me and you
I'ma go getter nigga who are
I knew this chump see, he tried to play me
He was my right hand man, but he betrayed me
I let him chill at my crib, cause we were down and
I went
Found out that them dudes that's repping with you is cowards
Your right-hand man been effing you on the powder
Cut a body part off and they leave it by
and FILA suit
My eyes are the window of my soul
My niggas let the Indo roll
Thinkin' time flies we gettin' old
That's the words of my right hand man
My main
the reverend
He causes all
Both small and great
Both rich and poor
Both free and slave to receive a mark on their right hand
The fall of man
Right from
Coming out my hood, you ain't got no chance
Shoot you where you stand that's
Your right hand man ain't no fakin' it
I make you lose your sleep
You will see
muggin’ for?
I just look at my right hand mans
He pop it off
Fuck the club up, we on the stage
We jumping off 25 hundred
You hit him and you break your jaw
and FILA suit
My eyes are the window of my soul
My niggas let the Indo roll
Thinkin' time flies we gettin' old
That's the words of my right hand man
My main
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