Lyrics:
from the law
With guns stuffed in our drawers
And all my chambers revolve 'cause
I can't risk gettin' caught
I got too much on my plate
I think a better
Nineteen nine nine)
Have forgiveness (Nein! Nineteen ninety-nine)
After all (Nein! Nineteen ninety-nine)
He'd done (Nein! Nineteen ninety-nine)
And made
nothing new
Can't get cuffed by the blues so I
Stay on point and move this food
My nigga D1 way too loose
Done ducked down YC, kermit too
Fuck all the cyber
And they great for survivin
But fuck that
I get a bit side track ain't I
Hustle government cheese
And at night time
Ak's and nines
Lookin out for k9s
Ak's
Look into my mind
Insomnia got me up
Fuck it’s obvious
Sublime nausea
Excuse my sloppiness
I’m done with all this shit
I’m done with all that shit
Call
and it's all gonna roll your way
Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind
blow up
You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun
I got one in the chamber I'm plannin' on aimin'
Goddammit, you know that the damage is done
the streets
But I put it on my mind
By the time I was nine
Look here nigga I was slangin' that nine
Now them them don't want us
They know me and Turk don't
been done
Not by a judge and jury but by the trigger of gun
[Lead]
Everybody scratches and tries to get ahead
You took the easy way, it is easy
the one and only
Naughty By Nature, I Do My Dirt All By My Lonely
Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch I keeps a bitch
36 Chambers, Enter at your own risk
feels like a shotgun
2 shots in the chamber
Feel like the safeties always off
Anyone near me's in danger
People all around me but never not alone
Can 't
nine to five but she cool
She went and flipped her e d d and went to school
She aint trying to go to work work work work work
Her nine to five is all up
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
refuted
Diluted, broken down to a catastrophe
But cats still get the trophy
Hit y'all with their "Okie-dokie"
Burt Reynolds, Bandit, goddammit
Where
lil' man, it's over, retire
'cause the - clock's tickin', your days is done
But we know all them lil' different fuckin' ways you slum
But it's trill
the stones
Iron Man grabbed them of course
I'll cut a gash in your throat
Let all the bloodiness pour
I need a janitor...
Dax get to mopping the floor...
attention you’ll know where it’s heading
You’ll see the conclusion before I get to it
And you’ll wanna stop it before I get through it
But all that you do
for real
There's a time you should move and a time to be still
There's a time to destroy and a time to rebuild
But all I see is washed up godfathers
And you have gift
But they don't gift a prize
9:00
Get to work, this is life
This the price that you gotta pay
Even if you don't wanna pay the price
With
vibe
Opps gon' slide only got me one life I was given
That's why the Nine stay by my side
Body all buzzing tryna hide my loving
But you got me jacked up
Echo chamber triggered by the algorithm
Man you can fight the power but can't win against the system
Basically were all victims
We keep scrolling thru
and it's all gonna roll your way (I just know it)
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just
women
But then again I'm all alone I don't depend on a soul
Independently made a million then I took my benz on a stroll
Now everytime I come around my
I'm back, nigga
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit
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