Lyrics:
really on that
Jummy took a pic on five-six
And got a skull crack
Long with the members
This on them, we want them all packed
All I heard was shots, fire
like mild
I'm a selfish giant and I'm stepping unbridled
The cracks of a child, shine through my smile
Proposed to the bag, then walked it down the aisle
Voltron!)
Chargin like Natron by any means
These collard greens is goin' quicker than the forests are evergreen
Now one-time tryin ta shut me down 'cause
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw
Gregory Hines can't take mines
The Winans can't start rhymin
And you're just like them, you had a top ten
You have a rap feel, but you can't wield the steel
of them old cock mags I bought down fcukin town centre
I works hard all day selling the draw
Drinking the beer and being chased by the law
I gets in from
x2]
This life of mine
Were only time on my side till I die
Gettin' high,
waste of time
Livin' blind by the light
Gettin' by
The best way I
in sight that's worth (Gimme dat)
Somebody stabbing you in the back, for a pebble of crack
Eastside bitches like that
Sometimes I feel that I can't
(fast)
It's either rap, or take a penitentiary chance (chance)
This rap shit too easy for me to go back
Ten for a piece of crack, fifty to rap
by then these faggots probably be done killed me
I tell my son, keep it real, give why'all niggas each a bill
So what's the deal, niggas why'all know
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
Check it
(Hook x1)
Gory Days
You might get stabbed in your heart
Gory Days
Get the butcher knife and tear you apart
Gory Days
You better finish what
got struck in the game
Po-po's got me face down on the bed by a big bag of 'caine
And I'm thinkin in my head 'I just left Y.A.'
Now on my way
the first two
Your butt crack is I'ma put you on Rap City with Tigger and hurt you
Nothin' to reimburse you, my voodoo curse you
Anything that come out I
all over this map"- Declaime on Lootpacks's "Episodes" (x2)
"From the old school I consider loyally true"- Big Pun off of "You Came Up"
Transylvania
there ain't no stars or stripes
Just thugs, a bunch of drugs and the big thick bitches with crack pipes
A vigilante gettin panties by some jaked up flake
Allstate
1000 fall by my left side
10,000 fall by my right
Pestilence don't come near me
It fear me
Yah by my side
Gotta ride for the fatherless
The orphans
way before I started fucking girls
Mum asked why I'm selling crack 'cah it fucking sells
Firearms what I'ma buy before I pay for nails
I got ten-tens
like "wow"
That shit got me like "whoa"
You tryna take my soul
Won't bend, I won't fold
In the can, I'm ten toes
That big Doodie up on a soul
You
when I call you by that pet name
Gon' be up in it when I stand up in that wet thang
Piece and chain, full of diamonds
Gettin paper the American way
Sable
shots pop, you get your top hit (brr)
We doin' drive-bys, we listenin' to Pac shit (boom boom boom)
Hah, stay in your lane, bro, that's all we sayin'
hoes on my dick
Smoked all your hay who wants to start the crucial conflict
Im the big daddy smokin blunts in cali
End up doing a drive by at the stay in
(fast)
It's either rap, or take a penitentiary chance (chance)
This rap shit too easy for me to go back
Ten for a piece of crack, fifty to rap
eyed peas, all in my butt like fleas
Oh we's smell panties
All in my crack
My amplifier's on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back
[Chorus: x2]
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