Lyrics:
to marry you
now you apologizing promising compromising
I don’t do no second chances you ain’t qualifying
imma stop lying and let what we have start dying
you must pick it up by 7
Or you'll have to pick it up tomorrow by 11"
Wait a minute I got a meetin' at 6
There's no way, I can't pick it up by 7-ish
reconcile
They reckon ill
Make it if i rap more
If i dnt o well ill be a trap lord
Coz dem birds stay out da back door
Money talk u aint saying nothing
brain and dis that shit split straight into two
Hit yo bitch ass you ain't even have a clue
Hit dat nigga with a ONEPIECE that nigga flew
Bad bitches
and gon' erase you off the map
Such a shame but it's all in the game
And since the early 60's ain't a damn thing changed
We got haters over here
out, I keep on tripping
Ain't no back and forth dissing that shit really tippin
I'm fishin' that blocks if I see em I clip em
They know about fats when
babies molded in da mud
No sympathizing 4 a sucka Neva show em love
On 2700 block my pistol quick 2 bust
If u aint kno then u should kno that in then
Glizzard And Its Two Tone Black
So Wen You See Me Better Run Like In Track
Lil N**** you ain't do dis shit for real
You a lil bitch I could tell by how you
Grown man salute. You don’t have to support me.
I’mma do what I have to do. No one else gon’ do it for me.
Ain’t that the truth? Ain’t no poor me,
the
message of one love)
[Verse 1: J.Flexx]
My heroes catchin 3 or 4 through they corridor
They blast on em, hit the gas on em, last call
A bullet make
bitch wanna fuck, I told her maybe
Three two young niggas going brazy
Opp thot run me top it was amazing
She give da drop, damn dis bitch amazing
[F] Even though he ain't right for you
[A] Yo yo, uhh, uhh, yo
[hook - overlaps Interlude but comes in on line three]
[Angie]
I just can't
buss down
Ever since 2k16 i had my mind set
Had to give myself a goal
Don't know where my mind went
Wanna make ma proud but it really ain't my time yet
on A3)
Makaveli tried to warn us
But niggaz ain't listen to Pac
Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac
Shit yean got it yet (no)
Then you won't get
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
through, tearin' the block up
We ain't gettin' locked up, that mean we even shootin' the cops up
Whattup? Yeah nigga, two mo' times
Whattup, whattup? Now we
judgment comes 4 u)
So tell me what your gonna do
When there ain't no place 2 hide
When judgment comes 4 you
'cause its gonna come 4 you
[Chorus]
could we do
Gotta get gotta live it
Its part of the picture 2
I seen da love... felt da hate...
No wats real... no what's fake...
Delt wit plenty snakes
a girl what she want - but no dollars
I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch
3 cell phones and still I won't call a bitch
I like mine with no pork in it
Want
dadaada
On the daily me hia ne waawaa nti no lazy daabi da
Nsuro nf3ri o yensuro f3ri ooo
2li tell em we ride for the
Paper just the paper
I only hit
worst nightmare so dont try to get with me uh
The way I spit my flow bitch ain't nothing ordinary uh
I'll show these motherfuckers 1 by 1 if necessary uh
shame
Aj flow it's like an execution
You ain't heard this, I'm an evolution
Hating on stangz What's the solution?
Other MCs were my contribution
In this rap shit, ain't no time for the dilly-dally
pally throw a match in the Gasoline Alley
Blew up mad spots, kids were jealous for the props
See
flight attendant
I got bitches hit up 4am n fall threw, This ain't no pet shop but niggaz got da dog food, no I ain’t crippin but my pocket full of all
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