Lyrics:
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for
a movie, don't call us by last name
Take one, we party, take shots till the sundown
Take two-repeat even more loud than a gun sound
Take three, it's all
true intruders
Snatching up shitty rappers that's a poopa scoopa
You was brandy tyna be down
Live by the Mississippi tell me how the fuck you see nile
the nine
First I took two clips and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I
within restraints of remorse
But of course I still need you by my side, girl
You my ride or die, girl
So is you down to ride, girl
But of course I still
within restraints of remorse
But of course, I still need you by my side
Girl you my ride or die, girl
So is you down to ride, girl?
But of course, I still
Buckin' my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin' my horse, giddy up (rollin' down the Boulevard)
Buckin' my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin' my horse,
yeah
You gotta come to my side and see how we live, yeah
I cannot see Heaven bein' much better than this, yeah
Blessin's on blessin's for me and my
First, I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking, I could never live, without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking, how you did
게 이렇게 태어난 걸 어떡해 ah yeah
live like a king act like a boss
배운 적 없지 이렇게 사는 법
it's in my blood bruh
i done told ya
ambition in my veins
피는 여전히 흐르고 있어
4년
a fly nigga fly
9 on my side, God I'm your child but times are so wild
Playing with me? I'mma draw down and I'mma show out
If it gotta go down, I'm
off the rack
Butterfly doors like the wings on my ride
44 equipped with the beam on the side
Homie say he wanna see me
Shorty he don't wanna try
Cause
getting longer
We can make it on these corners
I can't take it anymore death is knockin at my door
Will my whole life pass me by
I try to escape when I get
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
down, say
Gimme some rhythm baby loosen up my collar (rhythm)
I'll lay you out, like a funeral parlor
Ready willin', fillin', killin' for a billin',
down, say
Gimme some rhythm baby loosen up my collar (rhythm)
I'll lay you out, like a funeral parlor
Ready willin', fillin', killin' for a billin',
three
Come with my first diddy-deed
[ Brother J ]
1-2, 1-2
Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P.
Same old gee with the same strategy
See a [edited] em on down
shit better again
Walk in the door look at the time its 3:33
Call up a nigga that live up the street
Told you to leave a message at the beep
cause
He
or shirt
I live down by the beach live Down by the beach and I don't Wanna leave my home
I live down by the beach live Down by the beach but they say That I
crack again?"
Fake niggas up three, bring us back again
Riding down Broad Street
I'm in the Bach again
I bully niggas, I'm unlike Mac again
Philly, money
mister" they squeal, my mother, she's sick
He holds a small box, filled with bills
He fills their claws with crumpled tickets to temporary might
Agents
One more risk to take
Gotta live my life
Like there's one more move to make
One more road to cross
One more risk to take
Gotta live my life
you’re ready, let the door close
Wave your hands side-to-side if you want
Paul, I miss you, man I miss you
Light up and get high if you want
I’ma raise my
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