Lyrics:
Jesus loves me, yes I know (Oh yeah)
For the Bible tells me so (and I believe it in my soul)
[Verse 2]
Speaking of the word, it's sad that not all get it
holdin' it down from the block to the pen (YEA!)
[Verse 1]
Dirty South, dirty mouth, yes, I'm guilty nigga
Keep a pistol by my side for dem filthy niggaz
I stacks my mail, uh
All these niggas wanna see me fail, uh
That’s just the intro
As I sit back and rock this instrumental, uh
After the fire comes
I'm loving the intro
Here I flow
Here I go
Magic with the words on that Yuno
And you know
Magic with the strings on that Kubo
Young baller that Kubo
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Strange Music! I know ya'll see us!
Ya'll saw that Forbes list 2 years in a row, nigga, don't play!
And we still doing it!
Harder than most
really a Desert Storm, that's word to my nigga Clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggas, I'm winnin in California
Winnin in
That's they gave my nigga Corey life
Another row my nigga can't speak so
The story's never told
I'm a break it down to you episode by episode
See my uncle
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
Intro
D Spots, bust knocks and call shots
No trap the door swing, shut down when it get hot
Fuck the cops on my block a 9 to 5 for probation
It aint
Chilling in my blue crocs
System on blasting
Nipsey or that two pac
I am what you not
I can get you shot
That'll leave two spots
And hella blood drops
You
"Free Actavis"
They talking 'bout that Actavis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got packs in the attic
Catch me riding with packs in my
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild
shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothing to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was
must b gettin around,
Caught me by surprise, thought we wuda walked the isle
Caught another sign, libra need delete my file
Made my way 2 ro, not 2 c V
All I ever had was my balls and my word
Don't know what I display I welcome you to come observe
They lifting bout the issue now he gotta tote
It's like that
My name is 2NA Fish, ya'll
It's like that
?
It's like that, ya'll
Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift
know its true
Nothin for you baby, that I won't do
You could be my boo
Verse Two:
And that gear you be sportin, it don't be overclassy
Tennis
amusing
Blacc hearted with ice cold veins...I'm ruthless
You ever been put in position to have to prove it
Somebody hand you a pistol insisting that you
im here for/ quiet down please/ im talking to the voices/ sometimes/ its hard to make the right choices/ thats why I locked my pistol up/ to restrain
scaring ya with a pistol that’s pretend
I made it out my fingers
And pointed it at you
Have you ever seen a man
So mad that he’d rather
Have a gun instead
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
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