Lyrics:
niggas afraid of
My mind or the metal?
Niggas tryna subtract my life
My mathematics is precise i carry the 9
So fucking with me just ain't the answer
I
Yeah y'all know how, out here
They won't let a nigga join a team and shit
So I guess, I just have to join a gang
Damn my appetite for tough shit
Come
well-paid verbalist
Which leads me onto my next subject, journalists
These are the people that could put your name about
So be careful what you're sayin? when
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz
Freeze, at ease
Now let me drop some more of them keys
It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop
to the top, taking the world of hip hop
By dropping the right words right where it's hot
Where are you now
Somewhere on your couch
Dancing by yourself
While
finna pull up at past five
At past five
Right by you're house
I see alot of gangsta's pulling out their guns
I see alot of gangsta's pulling out their
A to Z,
Now I can tell by your attitude
That you know you're by yourself
The way you walk the way you talk
It's like you got some goods yourself,
I respect
a
JackboyJit
Man why you always so pissed
Is it cause everyone you've ever met treats you like shit
And now you're mad at the world
Yea that's probably it
That
in order to kick, gangsta shit, niggas need a licence
All of a sudden, now you're hard, nigga
Like the day you were born, you're still a bitch nigga
got a vision
I'm on a mission
Change my conditions
What up gangsta
I know you cappin
You're just a wanksta
No mercy no fear
Guess who's back
Look in
a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
Sucka nigga want to test me but he can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're death-ly
Now I gotta treat
born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
Sucka nigga want to test me but he can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're death-ly
Now I
slit by my cross bow
I throw low blows enough and I cuts like a Ginsu
You want to hoo-ride, do you know what you're gettin' into?
I don't think so I
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after you're
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after you're
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
You’ve been rapping before me
The music you’re crafting sounds kinda corny
So if I start laughing then please just ignore me
This is what happens
peace to my bra Irfan
I don’t make salah five times a day
It’s a lay-by waiting for crime to pay
Even myself I could die today
So when the light astray I
this war...
Take notes: real gangstas wear trench coats
Grey suits, black ties and they seek votes
And you're not to be misled
They'll kill you in your
it 'round my venus
'cause I got shit to do
So do enough to get me through
The world ? Gangsta Boo
I got the mask to my fuckin' face
I'm fiendin''
you are so fresh.
Doggy Dogg, you are the best,
Rock this beat 'cause you are so fresh.
Will if you insista,
I guess I'll twist her,
But give me
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters
Gangbangin is my shit nigga
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
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