Lyrics:
lil' sugar, I'm yo little chulo
And every time we kick it it's off to the groovy
Treat you like my sticky icky or my sweet ooy gooy (For real though)
You
Aye yo Rest In Peace baby boy
My heart full of joy
When you left, it destroyed
All the stars to the void
My soul can't rejoice cause
I'm missing your
but you can't
All hoes faint when they see the Jag paint
Let's make it crystal clear, Mag's the rookie of da year
By this time next year the whole world
I'm finna take a trip
Ridin' 'round with the juice again, I'm finna take a sip
You can't judge a book just by the cover 'til the pages flip
This
speak when bitches pass me by
9 times outta 10 when I'm in the wind I'm either drunk or high
And to you smokers holla at me I'm gone smoke some witcha
But
Harris
Trying to build this palace, my heart's full of malice
My soul's corrupt, I'm about to erupt
Internal investigation's got me facing 25 to life
I'm
got one
It's time to bounce
To the liquor store and swing this
I'm havin' fits
I need a cold Old English
Once I get it
Hit my next tail bling list
leather player gloves
I think its mandatory every time I kill a scrub
Cause in Flint, they really really want me bad
Get some prints I can hear them yeah we
pound of good shit
We off the K's crib time to split
[Larry-O]
I got a shorty in my scope I'm brown like dope
Coming back like good coke I smoke til
in a nigga
Yo, I gotta retrive 'em, splittin' them natural-born
We're raised to prey
We done brought the forty-five
Forty-four carry, (you withdraw
knows
Wrist glow it's a party, aiyo
[Verse 2 - Benzino]
I got Cris by the case, lil pocket full of pesos,
you can come party with me
Me in the back,
in Latin
Ipso facto, sharper than Exacto
Knives, cats need to have nine lives
'Cause I'm taking them five at a time
When you're reborn don't even
could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning
I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know
Girl you
heart torn out by somebody you thought was a friend/
And now your trust is worn down or bought to an end/
No pardons can mend it, when you're darkened
To the doorway this is your day come get a foretaste
Dinner served, word up yo! soul food and it's gourmet
Hey! Behind the clouds and the mouths full of mystery
Yo
She wanted to hear stories in my car
So I keep on tellin' her
That my life's been a film, so it's like the cinema
Come get involved, you can
Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we are: Bandana Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can save ya
From the school full
what they call us now
It's your teacher, welcome to my classroom
Who's he, what's that? Yo you better ask soon
It's the K to the are to the S One
gonna try to take your "vie"
Lost a lot of "amis", I can't even fuckin "compter"
Drive-by's all the time, the whole neighborhood fuckin' "chauffé"
I
leaving
All that fucking power that you be fuckin' feenin'
Socks the color of their drinks when they be fuckin leanin'
GRAB YO UMBRELLA CAUSE IT'S CLAYDOH
feel a full rush of feelings
Sugar realm wolf
Crystallized incense books
Verses that get shook in the sentence
Just for the Purpose to make em
be used against you
you reap what you have sown yo
may the hand of God be upon you
world full of war so much gore
little bit of love is too much
Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all
out
Yo, Slic PA run wit Fat Face the only
I run up on 'em, run up in 'em and leave 'em lonely
Believe that, game sharp as creased britches
I stay
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