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Sociopath
by Grizzley & Young Buck
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Roll up niggas
These niggas can never get rid of me
It's buck
You know real niggas don't die
Gangstas make the world go round mother fucker
Picked the Harley up on one wheel
Told menace I'm pulling up in Compton it's a done deal
Cookies jars keep my lungs sealed
Bitchs buckshot
Pray to God be the ones killed
Brought the neighborhood and gangstas out
A country nigga did it that's something to thank about
Still scraping the ground
And low lows only broke hoes
I got rich off the shit you put in yo nose
Chopper on me while I'm sliding down Melrose
Watch for hellos
Everybody done sell low
Kaki shorts and some long socks
Stroll, a figure whole, getting a bankroll from a known thot
I don't need yours I brought my own Glock
You pussys played with my name like I'm goin stop?
I only stayed in this game cause there's no pop
And I'm not finished popping up a few opps
I'm a godame sociopath
For this game of rap
You know Grizzley Rollin with Buck in the ram
And we got a couple bitchs up in the back
Been a Gunit fan for my whole damn life
Used to call myself tyunit when I was nine
I'm on a track with buck, we make yo bitch dance on sight
We celebrate with some fuckin dranks tonight
Fuck around or not I'll drop anyone who no longer believe in me
And I've Been hearing these people speak
They fuckin thinking you can blow up so easily
If it were true, Grizzley would be up there Poppin off the scene like a balloon
You know I always keep it clean
My fit expensive shit yeah cc jeans
Whole pointers in my ears really gleam
You know I keep the blade on me
You know I got J's on my feet
When I walk into the club all the bitchs lookin at me
Showed up with buck we taking yo bitch plus 3
Pull up to the ritz and grabbed the hotel key
Fucked a couple bitchs, fell asleep with the chain on me
I'm still bumpin with the mother fuckin gangsta shit
My rhyming spewing flames like I'm fuckin blaziken
Doctor Grizzley now it's time to bring the patient in
Im slowly gaining grip
This is the fuckin confirmation slip
I'm a godame sociopath
For this game of rap
You know Grizzley Rollin with Buck in the ram
And we got a couple bitchs up in the back
Been a Gunit fan for my whole damn life
Used to call myself tyunit when I was nine
I'm on a track with buck, we make yo bitch dance on sight
We celebrate with some fuckin dranks tonight
Roll up niggas
These niggas can never get rid of me
It's buck
You know real niggas don't die
Gangstas make the world go round mother fucker
Picked the Harley up on one wheel
Told menace I'm pulling up in Compton it's a done deal
Cookies jars keep my lungs sealed
Bitchs buckshot
Pray to God be the ones killed
Brought the neighborhood and gangstas out
A country nigga did it that's something to thank about
Still scraping the ground
And low lows only broke hoes
I got rich off the shit you put in yo nose
Chopper on me while I'm sliding down Melrose
Watch for hellos
Everybody done sell low
Kaki shorts and some long socks
Stroll, a figure whole, getting a bankroll from a known thot
I don't need yours I brought my own Glock
You pussys played with my name like I'm goin stop?
I only stayed in this game cause there's no pop
And I'm not finished popping up a few opps
I'm a godame sociopath
For this game of rap
You know Grizzley Rollin with Buck in the ram
And we got a couple bitchs up in the back
Been a Gunit fan for my whole damn life
Used to call myself tyunit when I was nine
I'm on a track with buck, we make yo bitch dance on sight
We celebrate with some fuckin dranks tonight
Fuck around or not I'll drop anyone who no longer believe in me
And I've Been hearing these people speak
They fuckin thinking you can blow up so easily
If it were true, Grizzley would be up there Poppin off the scene like a balloon
You know I always keep it clean
My fit expensive shit yeah cc jeans
Whole pointers in my ears really gleam
You know I keep the blade on me
You know I got J's on my feet
When I walk into the club all the bitchs lookin at me
Showed up with buck we taking yo bitch plus 3
Pull up to the ritz and grabbed the hotel key
Fucked a couple bitchs, fell asleep with the chain on me
I'm still bumpin with the mother fuckin gangsta shit
My rhyming spewing flames like I'm fuckin blaziken
Doctor Grizzley now it's time to bring the patient in
Im slowly gaining grip
This is the fuckin confirmation slip
I'm a godame sociopath
For this game of rap
You know Grizzley Rollin with Buck in the ram
And we got a couple bitchs up in the back
Been a Gunit fan for my whole damn life
Used to call myself tyunit when I was nine
I'm on a track with buck, we make yo bitch dance on sight
We celebrate with some fuckin dranks tonight
