Lyrics:
the hoe
But they don't know Beelow gonna take this glock and introduce it through
They fucking door
It's time for war well I ain't backing up
See one
a motherfucker
Through a door like Dee Barnes
Go through the back
Hide away the mac just in case
I don't want to get caught with
My pants down in this place
pay for my crap
They just have pathetic punny brains
And Camus probably wished he was
Milton too or whatever
You know what I'm sayin'?!" so Will
Will
with for life
I took in your kid, did everything that you wanted me to
Now I'm in the **** about you fronting on radio interviews
Do it make you feel
on a couch with you
If it's really bricks in the house, nigga
For my city, know how I rock
Breaking news story leaked by the cops
Cuban links on me, too
the same
And by 1998 we still had game.
[verse 3]
Only a pawn in the game
Chastised for namin names
What was said and who said it
Anti nothing so forget it
shoot
Cause at the same I wonder what you finna do for me
Is getting at you gon be difficult
Is you gon use me up and have me feeling pitiful are we
of the jeep the doors was missin whatever this shit keep rollin
Yea it was stolen but we pullin up doin walk downs wit a 556 let the bih keep blowin
We takin
motherfucking Door? You know I can't stand These bitch-ass clowns
Because I am rich and simply Because I can
You're rich and must have a small Dick for that many
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
haven't even made it
Im just thinking mainly
I haven't even had a baby
I just have a God son and I'm here for his safety
Life is like a rollercoaster, ups
three fifth human
And they thought they could enslave by disconnecting from the truth
Brother George is back again and never did look finest
It is time
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
got something to say
Man fuck y'all bitches
One time for the homies who remain loyal
10 toes down live and die on the same soil
To all the ladies
of a button you can get mo
Homie why you think they leave you when I walked through the door
If I had to compare myself to anything
I'm something like
Imma trying pen this down man for the world give you a view
Have you ever seen a ice cream castle when they melt
You ever seen a nigga lose it all
Steady catching plays it feel like I'm on
Bad bitches calling my phone
Beat up the pack like It did something wrong
Watching for twelve so don't call
your a bad ting I wanna lock you down
It's a good idea to 3up the 3up
I got this ting on lock it's about to go down
They need to 3up the 3up
My g
If my brother wanna cruise shit I’m down to ride
In my mind I visualize bloody homicide
When the streets WET YOU UP
They leave u out to DRY
Like
cause I shoot it like three
And I'm not afraid to fuck you up so ref just gimme a T
Or make it an ejection, correction, make it a suspension
Fine or no
of stacks multiply that by a 100 Racks
Stand still watch me do the running man
I'm about to lay it down for them so they understand
Drummer boys while they're
a chimney
Park handicap me a joint then I'll smoke three
Invented the zero so thank me for nothing
She wanted me but I can't promise a ring
Just another dead
have to daily
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
[Flesh N Bone]
Ah nigga stay down for my thang bang
Sendin' me bullets up in the brains ah
the leader of the true goons that'll shoot you
I dont need no publicist got an interview too
I could take your money spend it on some jimmy choo shoes
I done
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