Lyrics:
throw pistols down on they train
That shit like it hot, yo ass just got got (got)
We almost got shot (shot)
But he did not (not)
We follow good directions
do without
'em the day that I met Tony-
Yo, yo yo yo yo! Back to RUN!
I set up, like
All my recording stuff and my instruments
In my living room
bullets hit you up leave yo body with contusions
Yo stans praying for you to live
I'm on that Greek shit I pi right back on the block
Head shot kill shot
phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder block
Blaow! now it's all over
Niggas seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
Orange
there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
(Pooh, you a fool for this
don't play fair and square
I know you fake like bow wow
And one hit like soulja
Bounce back like big sean cuz yo contract is ova
Yo plastic I strip that
be deaded because I fed it to the mo' graves
When you wake up in that wet blood
Ain't no way you 'bout to get up
How you know that I taxed yo' ass
to women and women to men when down south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos, holla while they in yo' mouth
So we love that c-c-c-c
Cut up, know we like that
that shit back)
Yeah, I said, I ain't even gotta rap
50 gave me like two M's, how I'm 'posed to act? (Hahaha)
Walk around like I got "Unique" written
night
Spin back another night
I only fucked yo ass once but you cumming twice
I can tell by the way that you shake on the dick baby yo last nigga he
sucked out your mum’s punani
You look like you’ve got cancer
So clashing me is not the answer
So you're better of going back
To the strip club
Carry
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
Seems to give me that vibrant feel
Got to thank God I'm here
When they nearly broke my will
So I'm up and down like a yo you
With my pain
cnd I'm up
class
I'm just surrounded by these lowlives
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't
Goin' back to my old life i
I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggas won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggas gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'
"Back, front back
K-A-N-O
I was like N-O, you know my M-O
I say it to your face, no memo
I'm on the roads like lines that are yellow
Real, you are not like Ghetto
I'm back
back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat like that, and I
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat, tat-ta-tat like that, and I
Never
turn around let me get there and play with yo brain
Now I'm gone play with that knot
Now nigga you can't get me cause I'm hot nigga
So just back
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
right now
Man, fuck them motherfuckers!
Yo, Dre! Give me a funky-ass bassline!
Right here!
Here's a little somethin' about a nigga like me
Never
sittin' on they face
Stabbed Un in the stomach
She must have had a pussy like Wonder Woman, on that superhero shit
Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my
that act shitty
In the midst of the calm, the witty
[Lady Luck]
Yo SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Luck said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Bitches in the back, like crack
of the calm, the witty
Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you
6 months ago, hoe yo ass wasn't speakin'
Now I see yo face in every bad way stop
Tryin' yo plots since the CD dropped
I went nuts cause I'm like
That
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