Lyrics:
The she was getting mutted by the whole damn crew
What would she do?
What would she do?
(What's your name?)
T-Good
(What you do?)
I'm a plumber
(How you do
seats lets get into some gangsta shit
See the boy walkin down the street
Grab him by his neck
Point him with the tec what's your set
Leave his body wet
We
the damn thang
If you still gon' sleep witcha baby mama
cuz you know it's gon' be drama
But you take care of yo' kids
You done the damn thang (do the damn
streets
Fresh off a Lick 5 G's a piece
Me and my favorite gangsta partna did good this mornin
We get love from Decatur cause we run this Point
It
duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an puffin' Wayne Brady,
Damn, who's line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you been amazed,
Y'all seem to be stuck
lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
[Sillk]
its yo 504 boys blastin one mo
then we bust and here we go
How to get you, man
Damn I hope you understand
Money came with the scam
We be chillin'' in the cities
Of New York and L.A.
It is all good
be the freak, he can eat it up (haha)
Shorty got that fire she ain't let me down yet (nope)
Got a Aquafina flow, call it wet wet (damn)
Baby good
on the spell out PUNK!
be -E-E-A-A-T-see-H- a.k.a. is Mr. Jake
Little square ass mark boy, you ain't no gangsta----
You is a motherfucking Ainsta.
[Verse 2: Sir
Just Ninas, Gina (damn), just choppers Robert (damn)
Carter II, tell me, how is you gon' stop a riot? (uh)
I lock and seal it up the best, I can feel
Just Ninas, Gina (damn), just choppers Robert (damn)
Carter II, tell me, how is you gon' stop a riot? (uh)
I lock and seal it up the best, I can feel
So let's make it
I don't say I'm a gangsta, I ain't got to start frontin'
I just call Banks up if I need to pop somethin'
I got a friend of mine
These niggas ain't do
Hear 'em say it but it really ain't true
You niggas ain't true
You niggas ain't really
Talking to 'em
Don't be no fool you
feel like they froze
Speech, totally calm, hold a dead rappers dome in my palm
Burn a flag, plus its on the Qu'ran, its on the bible
Plus America
Hail Mary that's how we live
Lay low good guys catch you with a hook I, know why you lie
Ya crew ain't quite like mine
Spit it like ooh my, these
This a gangsta party only gangstas can get in
Slime
Big bucks
Big bucks
Every day pay day
Run off in ya trap my nigga its may day
Im on sum playa
would rather see them sufferin boy
them gamez they play, one day they shall chill with the lord
but on the realla, gangsta blac gone keep it all in
to be unlocked
What will they say when they find out I'm inspired by Tupac
Geto Boys
Big Daddy Kane
What the hell is going on
You need to quit this
popping it
Bitches be dropping it
That pussy pussy good
That slippery pussy good
I need you baby more
The mother of my son
I want to make you star
Gad
Every line is the Gospel, 'cause every word is the truth
Some may call me the realest, this from the heart you can feel it
Project baby 'cause my family
one day it's gonna be a bloodshed
Bop, gunshot in the head
Payback is a motherfucker
Yes, I feel it when I squeeze the trigger
I feel the air when
guy
Know why? Violate a gangsta and bullets fly
Boy die
Guns go off ah suh we say
Murderings in anyway
You better not be around, when the sun goes down
morn'
Come on and I will take you around the hood on a gangsta lean
'Cause we can (boom, boom) any time of day, it's all good for me
Boy, you're
morn'
Come on and I will take you around the hood on a gangsta lean
'Cause we can (boom, boom) any time of day, it's all good for me
Boy, you're
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