Lyrics:
glock fully, hot pellets
Have me running through the hall
It's on, like you being chased by the relic
Can't nothing harm me, yo, I move through any
organize
Strategize now we unified brothers
On the rise and we can't stop
Don't you stop it
(You don't really gonna stop, hayy)
Don't you stop stop
up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Yo, they should know by now that they can't stop this ?
Word up, better keep tellin' me to turn
were going to
They were going to new york!
"ethell, we're going to
New york!"
But first they were gonna stop in las vegas
It's off to las vegas
you
One of dem weak or in de dance kill a watch
Like chicken in my pot
Call dem with de champagne
Can't stop that's right!
Man of been to dem place,
I think he knows his footprints
On the sidewalk
Lead to where I can't stop
Go there every night
I think he knows his hands around
A cold glass
Hell with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like
aren't real
I'm out here by the bus stop with my overcoat and paper
the people look so beaten down it makes we want to cry
and the difference between what
[Master P]
Can't stop til the tanks on the wall
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
We can't stop til our tank's on the wall
Cause we made
on the Avenue is
Gangsta, ten toes down we steady hustle and that's
Gangsta, you get closed down be out muscled by a
Gangsta, ain't ever been soft, stick
like this, and you don't stop
A twink-twinkle, a rock the house
And my man Diamond Shell, a rock the house
Can't forget my man Sal, rock the house,
Fuck you!
It's just a little puke and some attitude
You know I had a long day
And this is my barstool
One, two
It's just another night on the Avenue
shaut out to hialeah for making it happen we got it from trapping
We gonna make it my nigga as long as them junkies they never stop copping
I had to steal
eagles from Phil, I don't have change, I have hundred bills
Drive in a dome when we empty the bank
I'm by myself when I fill up the tank
I'm in my zone
the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
turn
Night before Friday on Gunn Highway
Yea riding dirty round with the GlokkNine
See the stop signs but they keep going
Federally Rollie could stop
turn’t
Talk your game we sliding through, we're not fugazy
I'm a machine I put in work, I can't be lazy
I'm comin' harder by doing it proper, ain't got no
shit, you can't be a friend to me
B: if you don't recognize the dealer as the enemy
C: shuttin em down is the mission
We're gonna be bargin and we
I feel sick with familiarity
Can't you see these trivialities?
Every Jack and Jill in the rumour mill
Every side-eye by the sea
Don't you crave
Yawning, Naw
We Ain’t Even Yawning
Early In The Morning We Ain’t Even Yawning
(Swaggaer Music)
Riding In That Black Thang Cruising Down The Avenue (The Ave)
glock fully, hot pellets
Have me running through the hall
It's on, like you being chased by the relic
Can't nothing harm me, yo, I move through any
on standby
Waving just to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
the strangers eyes
And who are we to criticize or scorn the things that they do?
For we shall seek and we shall find Ammonia Avenue
If we call for
We go back like four flats on the Cadillac
Nigga, you ain't never been to a hood day
You don't know Ice Cube, today was a good day
You ain't never
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