Lyrics:
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
bout a clean whip
But I spray em leave em with a mean drip
No fifth wheel but I got a third gun
Pop the trunk and make a nerd run
Play with me I go from
Niccaz chain slow
Can’t hide Nuttin from da gang doep
-Fucc Da World hard like bang bros
-wanna be a demon turn ya horns to a halo
-my mic-kill Arch Angel
when we gone go on a mission
You think you gangsta with that gun I think yo dumbass really silly
I'm not a lame I'm far from that but I ain't known cause
guns, I can't run out
Slip on his block for so long, now the sun out
Got rich, turn my apartments up, I took my chain back to the compund
We go by
suffocate cats, I rape tracks, all of this is late facts
I wished from the stove, it came, yes
Porsche racin' with Scottish pitts
Best fly rum in the world
what? TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked,
what there still yellin'
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren
"Yea"
So I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka
Dont fuck with jail they get behind me then I'm on the run
Know a couple niggas who ain't stepping forreal
Who the hell gave them a gun
I get high up out
cut off
Oh shit, I had woke up buggin'
Sweatin' bullets
Checkin' for my gun, I gotta
Stop smoking that haze or something
I know I ain't crazy, I'll go
it
Watch me flip the script and bust out the Tony Bennett
[performed by Dino Botz]
Luck be the lady tonight, please be my lady
Don't leave my side
stuffin' bags in
Got guns, I put 'em down
I'll still beat you motherfucker ass, friend
Don't got it twisted, my nigga, I come from the trenches
But I
I'm sick of playing
Your fool now
It's 2:30 am I'm getting loaded
With my cousin and nem
Discussing lessons bout a life
From out the gutta with them
ripped, facts no movie script
Left a nigga block looking like some Call of Duty shit
Where Im from we empty the whole clip, reload then empty the whole clip
like dajahvu
You Trigger me
Like a bullet that short from
The gun
Cause babe girl when
Your gone you Dy do me like smoking Gun
That's why I
I
ain’t all your fault
Waiting by the yard your fine
Children’s guns they fire by night
Bullets in the dark
Your life it’s hard
So you bring it up baby
Pac used to do
Who would of knew, that I'd be pointin guns at you
Takin funs from you, makin fun at you
Busta, ain't nothin but a Jersey ride nigga
can hide , get a gun never slide
They took Lundy from me , they took Studa from me , & the beef from the fam kept my mother from me.....
i was grinding
That's why it's best to deal wit a nigga that you know and chill wit
Case he flip the script, you know where he live at
Plus, the game don' came a long way
one
No color or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out
name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking
can have you, I'll see to that
Look sharp or step aside
Or in the cradle you'll wish you'd died"
The gun went boom and the shot rang clear
First bullet
plays so we can huddle up
You ain’t never met the plug I’m who yo plug get it from
Spray it with the uh before he came it’s gon glitter up
I done
It's world war nigga
Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me
Feel the rath of a nigga who bust
It's world war
If you want it let's go
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