Lyrics:
with the sharks in my life got me seasick
I've been riding solo you can't tell me who to be with
Every album I've been on has charted, that's elite shit
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
I got bad bitches from outta town
Ion do yellow gold
All my diamonds they be white down
Yeah y'all niggas betta apple tag y'all bitch when we around
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I can’t breathe
George floyd rest in peace
Protesting you know we deep
Million man march straight madness
I fill the music with straight passion
none of these niggas don't understand me
Master P, King George, and Silkk and Cali G
so don't fuck with TRU man
and if you do
this will
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
don't mess with dude
I'm not impressed by you, that's not a flex by me
That's some real shit, it's just how I feel, my G
I wish someone real would try me,
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
the money is near, I ain't coming out the van
Keep close, gotta keep hoes by the G code
Got three hoes in the G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z hoes
me for tryna do more right than wrong
I wanna thank me for just bein' me at all times
Snoop Dogg, you a bad motherfucker
(Snoop Dogg, Snoop Dogg)
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy forever
B.I.G. forever
Hitmen
Prestige, rock on playboy
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Omologo 4g
Toba ti gbope malo gbagbe family
You know say na dem dey for you when you no get anything
You know say this life na vanity upon vanity
Wo
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my
and my boy we handle that ya know?
I can do it by myself but I still need a little backup ya know?
[King George]
Yeah, you got No Limit records straight
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
from her again
I think it's because she associates me with that bad night
That ended at Bob Evans, and I understand
And on the way home, I said
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