Lyrics:
niggas
My head ain.t right, im steadily trying get this song right
You can sleep at night but that ain't gone make you no millions dog
Better eat so
nuh get shot clip drop out a it
dream last night dream last night
a gun appeared to me and every man dead by it
nightmare come to pass gee them a move
my all my dead impersonations
'Cause I've got it
I'm a man now
I've got it
I'm a man now
And I won't let you steal it
I bought it for myself
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
Man, it's a beautiful park by the crib, right, you know, and it's always some giant piles
Of dog shit
One day, I saw the dude that was letting his
Top floor I'm probably hitting ya hoe
Top shelf in my leaf & it's burning slow
By any mean ima get the dough
Left pocket sloppy beef & I ain't
through the blood that was shed
Yeah, we know them by their love just like He said
Say, what's crooked been set straight
Old man gone shed that dead weight
whatever
50 or 100 man, we'll send you to the devil
I work this bitch like donkey or last level
Every block gotta chopper or two to clear the whole set
see
Two inert, dead bodies
His mouth, blood and sore
As a leprous dog
Leprous dog
(chorus)
Poor deadly man
The son, the lord of all
Schizo
His blood
Penitentiary and bein dead a mothafucka
Man, I'm Carolina, stand on me
Straddle the boy i look hard up at my son
And the south at my daughter
Sink into my
tough?
Let's try bullet proof!
And we don't drive by and pull off
Me and my dawgs we pull up and park
Walk down pan him like young man have this
That's
man to begotten, infant Jesus dead
End of god forever, cast among the souls of Hell
Thou who has imprisoned, suffer by your own demise
Execrate
never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga
I remember days being dead broke
I got so motherfucking hungry man my head hurt
I had to get
and dead wrong
Since I was born, that's my life, oh you don't know this song
So don't say jack, and please don't say you understand
All that man-to-man talk
Niggas dead on arrival
Hand on the bible
Bet I be the last nigga that you ever lie to
What nigga line you and anybody 'round you
Life's no value,
they head like dead venison
Used to be the bad lieutenant with M-ilitants
Spillin' over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent
Rap speak for me, I am
in a half a million dollar car (Skrt skrt skrt)
Kick rocks, nigga, get away from my bars (Kick rocks nigga)
I'm bleedin' red, man I'm bleedin' bad
by and it caught my eye
That ass so super fat, oh my my my
Everybody outta her life, he oh so nice
You the best thing of all times
Best thing
sheep children
Following the heard
Guided by the voices
In their empty little heads
You are a milky tear
In the dead mans eye
In disguise
around my head
I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed
Got on a dead man's suit and smilin' skull ring
Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I
is dead, Paul Walker
Really I’m confused, why you put me in this situation?
Man I just go to Lil Wayne for the dedication
Do it for my bro who I lost
and die by the sword
Come playoff time
Is your lord a god
Or is your god a dog?
Live and die by the sword
Come playoff time
Is your lord a god
Or is your god a dog?
circle, the same homies
My same niggas, no new friends
Since day one, nigga no loose ends
Just a young nigga, outchea erry day
I'mma get it by any
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