Lyrics:
the bottle with Don, and I'm back for sure
Actin' a fool, gettin' skully, mixin' henny and mo
With plenty to draw, and we gotta blaze by the door
With too
get in your girl, she mine tonight
I play for the Hay and the E&J, gotta dove in the room if she want to play
She's keyed to the teeth like a tiger
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
us on the be -Q-E, just to get a taste of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada champales
Welcome to F.E.M.A
Finesse, elevate, motivate, and achieve
Let's get it
Wish Gotti, Youngsta, Dolph go and squash the beef
Know that shit ain't
fifty feet, betta back tha fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-town
Lookin' low G gotta fool beat down
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
clear from the east coast to South America, MEDELLIN
Known for doin dirt but my tracks clean
As I whistle you get hit by a missile
While you're eatin'
clip to return the favour
Me and Mr no heart had a triple by pass
For any block we on we didn't even have to ask
Yo yo g can't forget what we did in
got her by tomorrow
She a hoe I'm like adios
I'm with Yo, no Gotti though
Family, gotta keep em close
Enemies gotta keep em closer
I'm a king and I'm
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
at wholesale
Wax off Mr Miyagi
Leap if you froggy
I walk the walk like Johnny
Your bitch down in my DMz I’m yo gotti
She gone snap me the kitty, I’d fuck
Rolling up
Getting high
Smoking weed
Help me get by
Three A.M can't sleep
Now I'm up
Should I roll me
A joint
Should I roll me
Blunt
Lemon haze
in my abdomen
Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis
Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E.
I'm black like Steve Biko
Raised in the ghetto by the people
Fuck
So by any means
I got to do what is necessary
If I want to become Legendary
In this game my name is the B.G.
Playin with the boys then O-you-T
Nigga
left me now
'Cause I don't know where to look for love, I just don't know how
Oh
It started off, we were two peas in the pod
Motivated by love with
left me now
'Cause I don't know where to look for love, I just don't know how
Oh
It started off, we were two peas in the pod
Motivated by love with
being a real you
(Yo, is that it?) Hell naw, nigga, got more to tell
I ain't feel your albums like I swam in Orajel
XL an artist you can't control
Have
first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and I'ma bomb first
[E.D.I. Amin]
For
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm
Cool
Cool
Cool
Hey!
Summer vibes in, we relaxing,
Chillin' by the beach, we gonna love it
All sizes, shapes, shades you rock it
Step into the beat
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
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