Lyrics:
it from the backy (From the backy, yeah)
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay (Yeah, okay, okay, okay)
I can't protect this ho no more,
I'm bout to square it off
Everybody better stay in they homes
Cus when I spit, I'm representin
I'm protected by chrome
My old G Hump done told me
by the comments
Ata wakibonga shonde
Came to earth inside a comet
Wenye wivu wajinyonge
I'm on track ebu wasonge
He turned to Lil Tekashi now he
on my shit, i said fuck the complaining
Run up that check, then they label you dangerous
Heard he next up, thats v.Terri G-Mankie
Dont give a fuck,
What's up mothafuckas, Mr. Shadow's back up in this bitch
For that triple 6 1 triple 9 the beyond entertainment way
Now this album is dedikated
redruM, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh, that's what Lil Fly would do
Now Killaman what would you do?
First I hit up Crunchy and I get full of that Holy Ghost
compared to your career just isn't fair
I'm a venereal disease, like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil, and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
coke from the sopranos
Then he sold it to joel
Silver before everything goes blammo
One script in the stack in
Which i wanted to act
Fuck rejections by
yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin to see (Uh-huh)
Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got
Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily
I'm amazin', I always bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin'
I got this bad lil bitch, she a bopper She keep On suckin' dick, can't nobody stop her
In five minutes, yeah, she know I'ma drop her
Nigga, don't
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
friend I'm doing it best lil broad on neck
On this shit I be braggadocious got a bitch and a pack I'm smoking
I don't Puff less it's Mrs. in a school
Ill Be He Who DEADED Simon
Fuck What They Say Bae
Let Me Put That Time In
I CAN
Be The One You Need In Yo Life
Never Said Im Mr. Perfect
But
for clothes, these hoes, we goin' through it
Pull out my gat, she though I was goin' shoot her
Mr. P Crakk Cocaine, I got rulers
My mind in
And that's why I had to make this
Twenty-minute rap song
I'm 'bout to one take it
I just made my first album
Full of songs from the depths of my heart
hands up
I cant let em win why you think that we strapped up
Lil Mexico my hood on the map Ima put it up
Came from the struggle full house we will fill it
'm bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
When I'm in Miami I go to scoop Luke
To see
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
dangerous curves
I'ma have you wet and needy by the end of the verse
You're the first number one top pick of them all
Bring your girl for Bash, you can
terminator
My brains can hurt a nigga
Use them red lightly
Lyrically burn a nigga
Cause im gettin you by wetting you
I'm telling you bust rounds like
(whoa)
He got a scholarship from St. France
Add another one now he got no mind (fool)
Don't shake hands with the opps bitch we ain't with
it seriously or you can think it's funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
And I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
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