Lyrics:
I won't fuck her, got the quorum
I heard niggas be informing, grab my chinger
Then my key what's more important?
Nike Tech and my Jordans
I can't wait
we keep stallin until my time's up
Line up lames it's time for your vaccination
Be glad you been infected, accept it, congratulations
I got platinum
friends
I got cousins
Let me make a call
I'm off a bottle
I need three of y'all
I keep slapping on her ass
Cause that shit soft
She came in two piece
With
Spurtin off in my lawf of cousrse I kno my shits tight,
Surprise open my eyes still surprise got my shorty flying in wit' keys
Taped to her thys wit
to your guy, being honest from the start
Keep communication as key and you'll never be apart
A real partner is someone that can get you out the dark
If they
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
from my secret bars
Grow large and tie the heavy key out
How's that for how does the wife of Washington
Think you're better off cutting her off
Like
the key to keep ?em locked
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl
guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass away
the page ain't loading
Alchemy; that's lead into gold
Wisdom, key yeah call man Odin
Lay low when I walk on the road
The magic man; when I wear black
treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck (keep a gold chain)
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Grab life by the horns when I
the penny drops
Yeah, I'm a wordsmith with a black heart
Got trouble making bright art
Figure out where time starts
To take the course of life by both hands
before I wake
[Black Rob]
Fluck that
Snap a nigga shit, smash him with the fifth, watch his body lift
Shut his hottie's lips, bitch screamin, hit her body
a K, call it Slay, the street sweeper
Sim Simma, give me the keys to your Beamer (woop woop)
Keep your friends close and enemies closer
It's rappers
garments like Muslims speakin'
With deep wisdoms
Fat ganja sack be the reason
My lungs are black
It's tons of crack that made the
Pimp game fall off track
For a brother man, but not the other man
And when they found out, he killer her himself, hmm on the other hand
Now it's inhumane, bring it back they
with 5 grand
With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land
With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in
Life is a bitch and my cock's off the Glock's cock
My hand's shriveled, my finger's slipped, the wall's red
Her life is fucked, she sad now, her son is
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
know other ones fucking for pills
It's sad for real
Nah for real
Moe Kill
Keep it lit and low key
Wit the clique or by my lonely
Ima stand on my word
hot now, listen up
Don't you know cops' whole purpose is to lock us down?
An' throw away the key, but without this drug shit
Your kids ain't got no way
and only the black of night to keep her company, she longed for the warmth of life again
Her sadness welled beneath her eyes and little drops of water
scratch ??
Started from the bottom bottom ??
Hand in hand until that body win high tech
Keep the legend in the mack bull
The crystal ball it ?? was
ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
Ridin' through Texas, smokin' all off
Talkin' bout that high-grade, baby hold up
I can heal your migraine
Bitches
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