Lyrics:
This is the story of Joey
Who live next to Chloe
Who live down the street by the homies
Joey sold Crack and got caught by the police
His bail 10k
of you I live my life through
In this life I seen a lot
Now conversations with god
You patiently watched
When i was wayward n lost
You was when I was
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Klapse, doch live eine Macht
Bitch, Digga, wenn ich das Mic hab'
Ist Abriss
Jop, wenn ich Bock hab', bin ich scheiße
Mit Absicht oder rasiere
Wie 'n
account
N*ggaz say they shot
But can't face me
Touch my homies
And we will pay
For your casket
Been in studio
By myself
Making hits
Few years later
I
it on my own, now I'm stunning, stunning
Twenty three, balling like Jordan, Jordan
Yeah
I'm on point
Like I'm guarding Dame
My bro a two guard
N
(Uuhhhh)
Man yo nigga so lousy
Tabs, she ate 4 like an Audi (Ate 4)
Hit her two times then I'm outtie (Out of there)
Baby don't you ever fuck'n doubt me
And push ya shit ta ya tonsils
Young money bumpin johnson
Therefore im a hoodlum from tha hoods slum
Fuck with me im whoopin ya
Then puttin 2 in ya bang bang
it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live
it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
the highs n the lows how it seems to be
Question of the day are my bride 2 be
Drink to hide the pain and the misery
Cause by pain and grief by me
Anything you
my crib, I'm mad lib
And I wanna live and I'm givi'n the message droppin' the lesson
Flippin' shit, and I'm keepin' 'em guessin' they all stressin'
that's that mario party
Pulled up to that get together with two girls and they get together
We gon do it real big 'cause we all know we don't live forever
two minutes
I hear shufflin' out ma door
Mandem bangin on my door nem
Like whats happenin' (Was good)
I went n took a peep, thru my curtain
With
ROOM
Must be a full moon, here comes a tune
Bullets fly by your head zoom zoom zoom
(A to the K to the 4 to the 7
Little devils don't go to heaven!
CHORUS
She just wanna ride that D
Play with the lights nigg I hit it all night
She told me she ain't never gonna live
Thick rich b***tch
Can tell
yeah
im pumpin it up, pumpin it up now (x2)
From the D to the E
2 the R, A, N, G E-D, cant you see
ODM is only place i wannq be
We rock the beats
[Chorus]
Yo, by any means I protect my President
It's P.O.P., protect our president
A thoroughbred on the track like the meadowlands
The Secret Service
*gga hit a lick By myself
Why would I fight if the gun on My left
Open the door and we hop in yo Sh*t
N*gga be fronting but really a B*tch
Say that he
I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
don't come around
Yeah, don't come around
I can never dumb it down
Tell it how it is since a younger child
Animal, I live doing something wild
Tame in
We sweepin' shit with a broom, we the clean up, crew
It's hitters for hire, lil bit
Yeah, we sweepin' shit with a broom, we the clean up, crew
I came
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