Lyrics:
a book by di cover, dat's wrong
This a Fat Joe and Buju Banton
Tell them, what about Pun?
Rudeboy, salute with your gun
Buju Banton, original rasta
with me.
Her eyes were dark and desperate from some private misery.
His word was so prophetic when he said,
You've got a steal.
I said, "Throw in
(Okay) So being that that's the case (By my side)
Let me tell you about (By my side)
That place, heh, take you by my side (By my side)
The way I
to believe me?
(How many?)
Times do I gotta tell you its easy?
(How many?)
People must I run up on, and?
(How many?)
Bout to see the gun up drawn
Nigga, we
of the world)
Her body make me stop the world
(Top of the world, top of the world, top of the world)
Feel my thug passion
Give you what you ask for
So tell
gun, fuck bein' 21
Somebody better tell 'em
And put him up on {?} somebody fuck around and kill him
You see cause snitches get stitches
And there
With reporter [?]
Bad men gonna sting
Bad men gonna see it all
You never see bad men
Gun lay down please
And they are wiser
Let me tell you boy
for me to tell my Story
So listen shorty
And don't fall victim to a system that's wicked shawty
Do something different shorty
Cause once they get
it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me
24-21 hit me
All of my niggas is dripping
All of my drip you be slipping
Tell all your niggas they tripping
Fucking hyped up, I'm a beast
Shut
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell,
run this shit, lil' nigga, I got turkey bagz for 21
Glock 21, keep that switch on me, that's a big-ass gun
I hop out the car and I watch niggas run
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
your heart, it's gone vacant
You left me alone now there's blood on the pavement
If I could tell you bout love
I'd say
Bullets and guns
Aren't for fun
with your life they'll take your only one
And for my safety I got niggas totin loaded guns
Cuz these days the street sayin I'm lucky I reached 21
These
on the line
Your obedience is their ransom
21st Century Death Squad Anthem
The methods of peace are obsolete
So grab your guns and sing with me
Impatient in
Muthafuckas envy me
She my pretty young thang
Take her to the gun range
She a sniper with the rifle
She got dumb range
All this fun and games
Till her ex try
somebody
Don't buy a gun cause I'd shoot somebody
Don't buy a gun cause I'd catch a body
They think they know more about me than me
Motherfuckers telling
tell Tee
That he just beat, but it was peak
Couldn't tell big bro the situation
He was situated up in the station
Young black boy, goes by the the name
rise
That's not for me to say so I ain't gon play
And I'm not gon tell no lies
They want you in the house on a couch
Near a click and a mouse
All you
to vote, than be a model up in Vogue,
Gotta teach my son how to shoot, before it's 21 gun salute, 21 guns salute
Just take a moment of silence, and we ain't
Please don't tell me you love me you moving too fast[00:12.19]I'm tryn make this shit last[00:13.54]I know I said it's me and you[00:14.88]When we
to his scalp
Now he out like a light
Ayy, every nigga with me slime and sheisty
Stay on the PJ but I don't sight-see (no cap)
Somebody tell Oprah I
out
Tell them put them down
Ik its hard to put them guns down
Ik its hard to put them guns down.
Vultures Out By Lotus Blooming
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