Lyrics:
Give me two nights
You and I zooming
Feel the beat by my guy
Gemeneye high five cause he came through with the tune
I'm a nuisance and like fights
I be
You could probably catch me on The I5
Chronic in the left hand sliding by the skyline
It's my time to show off my divine mind
My style ages like fine
lying for a fake while
Thinking bout the times I was growing, used to date Liles
Telling me to chill, bitch I'm knowing that it take time
Five-seventeen I
gon' hit at the kids Stop saving you know the bitch lit
4-5 take a nigga out the whip, Watch that bitch blow, watch the bullet hit
his hip, Niggas
weren’t made
first rate, ignorant sayings are your birthplace
take wordplay, then reverse fate
tame muthafucka bang on the first date,
y’all perverse
been bad, I peed on teachers
That's why I be on features
Cuz I'm beyond Ether
In jail one dude'll take three of y'alls' sneakers
Have a nigga on his
run they mouth, but
Killers don't talk.
[Chorus: x2]
You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked.
No Limit niggas got Ghetto Dope by pounds
After all this time, they ask us to leave
And I told them we could pay double the rent
I don't know why it seemed so funny
Seeing as how they'd take
done put two of America's
Most wanted in the same
Motherfucking place at the same
Ain't nothing but a gangsta party
Motherfucking time,
Y'all niggas
of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Y'all niggas about to feel this
After all this time, they ask us to leave
And I told them we could pay double the rent
I don't know why it seemed so funny
Seeing as how they'd take
the bottle)
Surrounded by thirty guys
Spin the fucking (Yeah spin the fucking bottle)
Big controlla any moment, like I'm Rollo (Like I'm fucking Rollo)
New clip
the blues, blues, blues (Blue Hundreds)
Home girl countin' on the flow, (Hold Up)
Partna wit the drako by the door, (Hold Up)
Main bitch bangin' on my line,
everything by the count of three
Stupid ass hoe think she playin' me
But I ain't mad, I just reverse the V
I hop out the crib like what's crackin'
That boy
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
hoes to me
2 by 2 gang, bring em in
2 by 2 like Noah's Ark, I told lil shawty, bring a friend
I treat your ass like a lesson learned, bet I won't do that
as them
But all that fuel for the fire is what you gave to them
And what you take from them
All my life I know my mum's been working
In and out
produced
And men able to produce them.
Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears
Or of the looters who take it from you by
to 5
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake
Wait... Don't tell
take care of me
I live my life day by day, on the clock, G
But that's life, shit, and it don't quit
Straight up, holmes (What's up man?)
I'm no nigga
clubing
From Impaler to London them boys on fire
They living what they want
Even 5"9 bitches be standing in line
To take a look at his motherfucking life
Hell Rell:
Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music
Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell)
Check it man, okay
Hell Rell:
Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music
Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell)
Check it man, okay
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