Lyrics:
follow me
[You see me whippin’ nigga]
See this monkey ain’t moved by what y’all see
[With all the fixings nigga]
Because a free black man is what I’m tryna
you free are you free
Kept in emotion
Will cause an explosion
Let your love go
Let me know
Some people expect
That's not what them get
Become no
about the pack than I do keepin outta trouble
I'll jump the hurdles and let my box Chevy jump the puddles
Freon inside of this plastic bag it'll make me
that I pass by
They let me go right inside I don't have to wait in line
Well I signed the dotted line
Devil as my witness
I just wanna be famous for
stay footloose fancy free
So jump back, make tracks, move out, and let the pretty gals at me
I want to live fast, love hard. die young and leave
Don't want slow walkin'
Or sad singin'
Let 'em have a jubilee
I wanna leave a lot of happy women
A thinking pretty thoughts of me
I wanna live
You will prevail, I speak life
Don't give up the fight for your life
You shall live and not die
Let's not lose another person to a senseless death
on the other side
But I pray the Lord forgives me, gives me one more try
Gang poppin' things, doing drive-by's and angers
Kids going to school putting fears
to tragedy, so I stay sucker free
Only a few chosen rise, my ghetto queens, rise
Don't be afraid to try, too many of us die
For the door to open wide, my
have I will give to You
In this moment, 'cause nothing really matters at all
Everything that this heart longs for other than You I will let die
Take
You know when 4 up at da plate
I’m straight homerin' shit you know it really ain’t no hit if ain’t...
Let me tell You bout some shit some shit that I
You know when 4 up at da plate
I’m straight homerin' shit you know it really ain’t no hit if ain’t...
Let me tell You bout some shit some shit that I
the skillet shit
Ever since I was 3
I let the music become a part of me
It's crazy how some niggas
Still can't get they mouth of my D
While I'm sitting in my
the hood
But made it far
Don't got a bitch
I drive my own car
Life like a movie
When I'm off the bar
50 Clip long like skillet
Let the whole round off
Ops
ya hair turn gray
let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
see we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
your homie live
West Side to the sky, you gotta throw 'em up
West Side 'till I die, y'all betta know whassup
West Side raised me even though my mama
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
Xannies, all that shit
And I smoke dope by the bouquet, flossing shit
Legends never die, free my OG, nigga
I go hard in this shit, legends never die
slide
Keep a bird on my Glock let that shit fly
When I die I hope niggas remember me
Pop a perk it be giving me energy
Free my dog he got knocked for
girls
I just love when I fuck em
Let me keep it clean, holdup what I say?
I said, I said, said
I got money on my mind, change on my membrane
Insane, in
Wal-Mart money wasn't getting it
I'm sacking up loud by the gram no skillet
My niggas riding hot 45 in the engine
Muggin when we ride by a pussy nigga gonna
There's no cost reduction
To paradise
Live free or die
Come and break the chains of doom have come at all
Live free or die
Come and shout it out
Had to dub back for da remix catch a nigga lackin on some sweet shit
Live by da gun you gon die by it, I really practice wat I'm preachin
Fareal tho
got a plug with them crates ain't no stopping this
And they i'm lock then and they know that
I keep that black drac on me like kodak
And i pour up some
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