Lyrics:
payback on Gucci
The fashion war continues, but death is on the menu
Who gonna eat first, choose smart or they'll kill you
It's a drama going on, nobody's
put a hole in your son while he's holding your sun chips
While you're over there with a chip on your shoulder
Like you Hova or some shit
Your flow is
stepping
Ain't no bluff for the niggy-nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff
Nigga if you're tough knuckle up
I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by
up (No)
I seen gas, this get nip tuck
Some men bang big B, big blood (Blood)
Some men bang big C, locced up
Suck my dick 'til you choke up
Got diamonds
lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
clothes
Even when you're saying that you hate me
I know that the feeling isn't true
If you killed somebody
No, I wouldn't tell nobody on you
I wanna
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
Club like Lisa Raye
You insecure like Issa Rae
They don't want the bitch until somebody want the bitch
By the time you showin' love, she don't want
get to be somebody
You can never give love without your whole body
R.i.p to hearts in the kids bodies
Don’t live a life out to die a nobody
Every
my dad)
If you don't get back with me
I'ma kill myself (Whore)
If you don't get back with me
I'ma kill myself (Bitch)
I'ma fuckin' take some Xanax 'til
streetwear
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you just to be fair
It's okay to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
I'm me, solo or deep, I'm
to me or somethin'
Fuck it, to keep it 100
You're nil to me, that's nothing
Heard they been raisin' raisins down on Grape Street, that's crazy right?
you waiting for somebody you'll be a nobody
If you waiting for somebody you'll be a nobody
I'm dead without music it's more than just some old hobby
arms, in my mind all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side 'til I die
I'm gonna hold you down and make sure everythin' is right wit' you
You can
impeded in your head! You're dead on contact
The headline in the post the next day reads, "Man killed by best friend"
People cut the article out and they
so much money that the lid threatens eruption and the bank says you dont have to call like you're Usher,
and i ain't kill or sell drugs to nobody
so much money that the lid threatens eruption and the bank says you dont have to call like you're Usher,
and i ain't kill or sell drugs to nobody
won't fly by you
You want to kill me?
You got the right to
Ain't gotta wait 'til night to snipe you
If I don't like you
You getting hit in broad day
now on call me B-I-G
No disrespect to Notorious B.I.G.
R.I.P., but damn when your lookin' at me
You be like damn Shaq Dog do it B-I-G
I got a Phantom,
everything I have
Never asked nobody for sh-, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace,
[Chorus x2]
Dead end no escape from it
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
Why? I, never wanna die
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only
notorious
You've heard of us, Six O's is murderers
You still servin' clucks, jealous nigga you broke as fuck
Yo bitch on my nuts, spillin' Patron out my
everywhere
Kill off all the fish so what?
So long as you see these figures happening
You're not aware of anything else
So you see
You went out to do
when you're
Hearing 2Pac verse he wrote
Those lyrics without
Any music notorious BIG was more
Melody-driven I'm sure he wrote his
Shit without a pen
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