Lyrics:
a fuck who's talking down
We smoking gas we smoke it by the pound
My brother got the bag it was motivation
Big Rollies with the rotation like woah
He
the throat
Bring it all down with a flick of my wrist
I got the world by the throat
She said its yours
She said its yours
Chilling on my island
Metal throne
paid me to be
Wasn't no concrete but I was raised by the streets
[Chorus]
It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed
by leaving me helpless
Just to reach and try
To live my life
These are my reasons
So here we stand so patiently
For your song inside of me
For your
before the Sun is down"
Then I tell Fredricks, "Hit the club and bring a hundred out"
Bitch a hundred out
Bitch a hundred out
Bitch, money ain't
I just need a bytch that's high end
Bottle on fancy
Whip that's foreign
My weed from the west side
I need my niggas all in
Though It's a war outside
fuckin dime
They get hit by the fuckin 45
I got glocks
Yea I got nines
West side Uzi Gang
What I claim
Off the pigs
that's my campaign
Hit a stain
Like wit
niggas
My niggas know me
On everything I love 'cause I struggle real hard
Just to feed these streets
A real live nigga, so real
You can ask Big Meech
reacts
Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line
a thousand times worst
Dime piece, gun in her purse, one in her skirt
Cross me, bet ya life that my bitch burst
Got me lockin' down the world for the North
make the sixth straight jump from SoCal
Hollywood to the slums
Chronic smoke get burnt by the California sun
On the west side, east coast where you
a look out
Cuz im swagged the fuck out
Never back the fuck down
Ten toes on the ground
Im hustling
Moving o's by the pound
First place by a mile
Got my
Take it off, sho' 'nough kid
Take it off
We gon' take it from the east to the west
To the north to the south
Show y'all what it's about
Don't
past choices ain't gone seal my fate
Ain't sorry ain't slowing down Until I'm paid (I'm paid)
But these days I got 2 much 2 live for
Soul survival
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
your mama
I only wanna live if you're by my side
I'll pull up to where you stay ask if you down to ride
The sun is setting thinking it's about that time
Hit you with my pain then I vibe with it
Gotta 45 with a set of fries with it
Had to lose it then go and get it back
Found my life right down by
West.
Oaxacan tops and Kenya Bhang and Riviera Fleurs.
And that rare Manhatten Silver that grows down in the New York sewers.
And there's bubblin' ice
chill
Nigga this shit for real
I show you that you got a
Crib just like Uncle Phil
This shit right here we do it for the streets
DC we hold it down me
what I’m on
I’m just trynna
Get this money
They just started
Catching on
Verse 1:
They always show me love
On the west coast
I might
unstoppable, do I have to explain why?
I'm the one you can't top, I live my life like I'm high
And I don't give a fuck if it's me that you dislike
So you can try
just the way that I feel
That be the way that I live
World around my shoulder's got me coming down
Got me trapped in places that I can't define
Fighting
take me on and tell me cause I’m the thing they want, What
IMAGINE ALL YOUR PEOPLE
FREE TO LIVE THEIR DREAMS
IMAGINE ALL YOUR PEOPLE
YOU JUST GOT
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