Lyrics:
you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by
drank, sippin' Wock by the paint
Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank
My boujie bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't
Fell in love
Uppercut a nigga in the chin so he know what's up
Take a bitch down Chris brown if she down to fuck
Ring around the rosie dizzy need another cup
Patek
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man
a bigger rep
The trigger finger strapped
I wanna see another nigga step
I play the cards
Lost by your dingy Mista Gilligan
The mighty mad writer's
si...de, The Bad si...de
......................................
Black Soul...s Dead Min...d
This is world full of evil...s (No Mercy)
Yeah, yeah
This one go with that one, that one go with this one
Yeah, yeah, look
You ain't seen no trauma nigga
You just another college nigga
Life
you can show and tell bout another nigga
You done put through hell... yell... fuck
We don't got shit(aye)we don't got shit
You left me for dead ain't
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
on your dome
My nigga, fuck you and everything you stand for
Hoe, bitch, pussy nigga, fuck you!
I live like I spit it
Raised by the war so my
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
meet in James Bond shit?
Another foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm shit
Niggas say my
dead bodies and glass pipes
That was the age four, and by the age ten
They opened up the caged doors and let the fuckin' beast out
Fuck my auntie
forehead)
And he wasn't killed by the fed
(He wasn't killed by the police)
Now that a niggas dead
(Now that a niggas dead)
Who gonna help the dead
(Whose
a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
these niggas in it?
Another nigga I heard snitching, I ain't tripping
I can't call it, I can't call it, I can't call it
These streets is dead and I don't
enemies (nah)
Watch niggas even if you play on the same team
You see how Jordan Poole got knocked out by Draymond Green
Ain't no bein' cool after that,
a message for the world and I won't back out
So turn the key rash loud
I'm about to spazz out
Watch out, another nigga runnin' in the White House
But I
And yo baby is westside o town
Tellin' me you waw me pick her up
Cause you too hypnotized by another nigga's dick
To even think her up
Tryna get
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
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