Lyrics:
up so let's run it up some mo
UndenYable bout to kick down the door
This time we kicking til they let us thru
Hustle lil harder that's what we gone do
mouth full of fluoride
Gucci glasses, four eyes
Two twos, three four fives
Throwing so much money in the strip club
It look like I'm tryna make the floor
she getting the front rent outta me
Open the door, Richard
Then she come asking me when is I'm going to work
And I ain't thinking 'bout no work, I
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
Meet me at the door and get gone
I'm ready to go
Gone gone go
Gone gone go
Gone gone
Gone get gone I'm ready to go
Gone gone go
Gone gone go
Gone gone
All these niggas the same
Fueled by egos
And By the egos they should hang
(Hang)
When You come in this game
When You come in this game
They gone know my
done pissed off my crew
What y'all gone do
Look nigga you better put a zip on yo trap
Or you will get trapped
When I creep through tha black in
[intro]
Yeah, feel my pain
Filled with pain
It's a struggle everyday
Did I walk in the right door?
I don't know
Yeah
I never back down, I do what it
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St. Teresa
Sit down on the corner, just a little climb
When I make my
let's mingle my bitch wit da three some
I break on a bitch like I'm Sweet
Now she geeking
I gave her some sause if she leave I'm a hit
Death by
the place got dark?
When this world fall down?
I’m right behind your door
This room is too small for us both
I want to rip you out of my skin, my flesh, my
, somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
, somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
in big bones call out 4 door,
Might flex on my ex pulling up in 3 double O,
I creep slow when I’m sippin on the Moe,
Attitude on go when I’m dealing
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
she getting the front rent outta me
Open the door, Richard
Then she come asking me when is I'm going to work
And I ain't thinking 'bout no work, I
geez
Unless there's Gs involved
There's fees involved
E mail my team it'll get resolved
By the way I wrote this I don't
Do no karaoke when I rap
I'm
the building
Okay, day time soldier, night time rider,
911 survivor,yeah I feel u, and who am
I to try to keep hope alive
When I'm seeing dead babies floating
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
[INTRO - COMMi$$ION]
Yeah, yeah yeah
(i'm gone)
I think I'm crazy
I think I'm insane
I think I might be losing my brain
[VERSE 1 - COMMi$$ION]
[Intro]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina,
thighs, pretty eyes caught me by surprise
didn't I meet you before last time I was high I got
my gators on it's 3 o'clock and the haters gone so
tell the dj
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
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