Lyrics:
an L
Ain't no rapper capable of breaking my shell
Stacking bodies up, four by four
Light the candles up, three by three
I do not discuss, two by two
That
Yeaaa i get an check more than 4 figures (4 Figures) ruga by side me a whole killer (Whole killer)
Living an life like dope dealer (Dope dealer) We
If Young Metro don't trust you I'mma shoot you
Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back
Wake up every morning, by the night, I count
Lucii got the Soss
I got choppas by my side boy
You dont wanna try it boy
We can take your life boy
My shooters ready to take it
I was with her for
the 23rd song
Yeah it could of been tragic for the boy from the scums
Yeah he got the craft-matic no rest till I won
Life took a stab at him couldn't
the booth but It's Bando settings if yu ain't notice that
They wanna hold ah mahn
I ain't getting handcuffed by the po or gyal
Still 44 ina 4 door act
Full on sprint lookin' 4 wealth
Got us searchin' but not 4 our self
Not by our self but majority
24 hours not the authority
It's in your mind
4 your soul
Grandma
Yes Dear
Why is the world so scary
Well sonny boy there are many reasons
Why it's a very scary world out there
Could you tell me the story
Furthermore scratch that I'm way too cold
Rules don't abide by them
Big 4 5 by him
I swear the beef's getting way too old
Glory be to God the one and only
I
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
caught the pussies
Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes
Jumped out like the jumpout boys with them glocks and gauges
(whew) You should've saw them
Released from deepest orifices
Revitalizing corpeses
I relay to you this message by 4 men on 4 horses
And I am the first horse man
A global conquest through
Paul said "that's yo ass boy"
He said "you still need that work that you asked for?"
Dropped it all on his lap it was four and a half raw
Tony he
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
to the streets
Uh, that's my boy Landaddy
He doin pretty good but you know he's my catty
He walking me I'm walking him he's mistaken
if he talks back its his life
Yeah, you pour wax on the table, uh huh, and you set it on fire
Uh, yeah, you know
This that dope boy shit, nigga
Ya smell me, fuck wit ya
Your
price being beat by Roman guards
But when he resurrected gave us life free of charge
Now me and my boys need to be in a psych ward
Cause we went crazy
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
boy my closet worth bought a key of coke
Ion even pour a deuce when I'm by myself it's a three of more
Ion never see myself going broke cuz I done
I keep a stick but ain't no P4 boy don't be playing with me
Supa fye might blow up like a C4 Super Saiyan Cee
I won't cuff no bih I told the bih suck
Life in the endz could be hard, devasting for a young, black man
Swayed by the streets, get raised by the streets
Only thinks with his fist, no cease
She wanna vibe
Okay let go
She wanna geek she wanna vibe
She wanna watch me record in the stu while she sittin right by me to my side
Life is a trip
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