Lyrics:
chopper, you'll get smacked
And I'm wit' them killers 'round me right now, where you at?
I'm ready to pull up on you, get you whacked
'Ready fucked
a couple bars
'Fore I get into the corps (pop it)
I'm on the West Coast smokin' West Coast Cure
I done ran through a force (gas)
Gotta be careful what
pace, hey, yeah
And now the gloves off, I'm against the ropes
I wanna break it off, but then I choke, ooh, yeah
Someone call the referee
Take
I'm not a saint
But at least I'm not a fake
I try to tell you bout' my day
But yet you're caught up in the things that you're ready to say
We let 'em thangs sang like its R&B
I make 'em eat dust he get his head bust
Bitch nigga get flushed, claiming he want some war with me
I'm rich
Cycles, cycles
But I'm not going in cycles, cycles
Cycles, cycles
This will end like I want it to, I win
The enemy will have to lose again
See, I'm
I wish we were both somebody else
So you wouldn't be somebody else's
I don't wanna lay here by myself
Ain't afraid to say I'm selfish
Don't
with my bros)
'Member them days I was broke (I was broke)
Pour a four, now I'm gold (now I'm gold)
Dexter (Dexter, yeah)
Ooh, huh, light it up with
out the flames
You're so hi-lo, hi-lo
Hi-lo, hi-lo
You're so hi-lo, hi-lo
Hollow, hollow
And I'm so hollow, hollow
Hollow, hollow
I'm so
You're not my friend
The winter knocked on my door like a selfish bitch
I'm glad that you haven't got your wish
In the cold all alone I've been
forgiveness
All of my guilt was erased
The chains of the past
Are broken at last
I got saved
Oh, I got saved
I'm undone by the mercy of Jesus
I'm
you're cold
'Cause I'm so far gone, in love with you
I just wanna let you know
That I'll never let you go
Never leave you when you're cold
'Cause
I'm in trouble, take me to the station
Put the cuffs on me
I'm gonna set fire to the city
You'll see me on the news in a minute if I don't get,
I'm in trouble, take me to the station
Put the cuffs on me
I'm gonna set fire to the city
You'll see me on the news in a minute if I don't get,
Yeah my nigga, you know how it go
When we pull up, you know we take all your hoes
Say she wanna be on what I'm on (what I'm on)
'Cause I live that
Hoe tryna hit the V like, what?
Tell y'all some more
Ratchet shit shawty and 'em popping out the cut, fappin shit
Shawty know I'm tryna brack
Ain't nothing but a young G, that's all that I can be and I'm shining
Steady crawling on down and, while you be riding think you broads get chose
Father, forgive me
I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing
Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers
Tryna understand your vision, all
Molly so I'm poppin' meds
Ooh, this a Oxy', all these niggas sweet like some toffee
Double cup, nigga, I ain't sippin' coffee
Play with us, he get
(Go ahead and break my..)
(Belle de se rappeler)
Get out
You're so old
You're out
I'm cold
You've got me on tight
I'm in a beehive
I'm
I ain't seen you in a while
Damn girl, it's been a long time
I ain't seen you in a while
But you're looking real good, I'm digging your style
I
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, I'm addicted to
Every single thing you do
Just tell me the truth
And you said
Wherever you're going, I'm going too
I don't care where we're going, I'm going with you
You know I'm going
me, love me, love me like I'm her
Love me, love me, love me, love me like I'm her
Bring on the punishment if loving you's a crime
Love me, love me,
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