Lyrics:
E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan, and a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw, Outlaw)
E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan, and a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw, Outlaw)
than a grand
Frontin' ass nigga ain't nothin' but a fan
I know we can make it yes, we can, can
Greg NICE game playa get dough and buy land
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Fresh out on bail, niggas still can't see me
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan
And a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, cocoa
I'll bet you met a grizzled Greg
I'll bet you took him by the leg
And brother Tommy stood in line
When time in Memphis made him patient
His guitar
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I rap to
any
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I rap to
any
oh yeah
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin' moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I
oh yeah
Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin' moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural, that I
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with
a brother need some breakfast
'Told y'all it's the AM it ain't even 8
I'm a chair rocking out but it ain't the Motel Bates
Some of these rappers didn't grow
my whole fam with me
Aunties sister brothers cousins
Couple uncles like steve martin
Get in cheaper by dozen
High IQs
Still be in the Funktion
with Greg N-I-see-E or my brother D-are-E-S
And what's up to Lord Finesse
And I'd like to give shouts to my peeps Shorty and Wes
People say I'm soup,
alone
45 King, Chill Rob and Apache, Flavor you
Peace to [Name] and the Naughty By Nature crew
My brothers in PE worked it out
Kwamé, Kid'n Play,
my heart change 'cause as everyday goes by
I start to realize who my friends are
If your one of them, prove it
Fix up
Couldn't get along today
And mourning with these motherfuckaz mothers
Fotr plottin out a way to kill they brother
Another nigga bled another niggaz gone be bleeding
'cause I ain't trynna
Looking back upon this life I've been living
I see the victories I win and
All the love I've been given
By all of the men and the
Women who've been
of the best directors in the country
Like Harve, Ar T (?), Cazh (?), and the MacDonald brothers Luke and Nick
Around 2010, I started working with a guy by
to West Bubblefuck
So don't front like you don't know what my name is
Before I start diving up in that ass like Greg Louganis
That's not my number one
Wrld
As an incredibly talented artist passed away
The same day that I am recording this record
Yeah...
Pray my brother Bizzie he gets out the streets
like that fuck nigga Greg
You scared of my brother but flex with a pistol
Come shot him right now but go get you a missile
What happened lil niggas, I
reach for heaters
I'm the reaper
if you see me the ones
Praying as my brothers keeper
He don't live by the gun
Hot shells feel like ether
When them
Until my brothers all together like a frat house
We been shooting for the stars with
No Safety
Working this hard cause I lack
Patience
Finally got some
veins
I been living in vain
Gypsy cursed
Stress by the minute shrinking me thinner maybe
Broken dreams
Where the hell is he going
I'm on a binge
Mental
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