Lyrics:
Keep that fire by my side, you know I ain't scared
You know how I'm prepared
I'ma ride for my niggas, wrong or right
Devil in my eyes, you can see
boy to do better
Told that lil boy to do better
Racks up yea yea
Bands up yea yea
Ass shaking yea yea
Got tez and rob on my side yea yea
This year I'm
(thot, thot)
Go get some racks what you better do (you thot)
Lil' bro on ya head for a band or two (come here)
I know he a handle you (gone)
Lil
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
of dumb tweaking out little Caucasians
Put a lil kid inside prison y'all made him
Rob a Casey's and all cause a false claiming
Tiny lil town called Union
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we getting
on my shoe
You say you gon rob me well come try me and see what I do
If I rap about my life on every song could make a summary
You wont up and leave well
a nigga while he tryna rob me
By myself, I'm the Shower Posse
This not a Jag, bitch this a Audi
My bitch said papa why you spoil me?
I told her baby cause
they be dwelling in
Had to get they money from the banks that they rob again
But I made all my racks just by buying slaves and selling them
My grandma
friends, that's the old me (uh-uh), ayy
Diamonds in my ears like anchovies (ice)
My big brother by my side like Ginobli (uh-uh, boom)
He a shooter, his
why I'm still alive
Lil' Rob con trunamos since 95
Ain't no stopping me now
Lil' Rob is on the prowl
Don't ask me how cuz I don't have to explain it
on his side
Set me up for the rob
Came home from my job
My crib cleaned out
PlayStation, and my stash, and the straps too
So now I'm broke with no tools
her on the bumper
This bitch is really bad but I could never ever love her
And if these hater mad these hands is attitude adjusters, I'm like
2 Pac
Got
them know just how I'm flipping
Disturbing Tha Peace, tell these hoes to quit (trippin hoe)
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
[Verse 2: Daddy T]
why) (yea)
Gratitude
Ah Ride by meh side
Gratitude
Arise by my side
Never slip never slide (yea)
Gratitude
Ah ride by meh side
Gratitude arise by meh
you run I hit yo' back side
Hollows hit his head and then I'm chilling by the courtside
I'm a wavy nigga you can catch me by the portside (Uh)
But if
Lay your anger down by my pride
We don't need them where we're going tonight
Let our footsteps wash away in the tide
Just two sisters walking side
he soft
I don't fight niggas I know I can dog
Told yo dumbass I was lackin I lied
Like a pirate captain got a gat by my side
The next time you get
Uh-huh Uh-huh It’s Grymey
Get money all day, Judge what up
Moon rocks got me outer space
I just link up with Marvin
Dark side but I’m still good
I’m
Ok
I know a bad lil mama she from east Chicago
Down for whatever long as she go wherever I go
I know another who stay over the west side
And she only
old niggas that I cry for
Same old niggas I start a riot for
Lil' Dooney hit me up
He like, "Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your
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