Lyrics:
you're down to fight the power here's the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb diggy
Ring the alarm, now the squads with me
the ruler
My heart got iced out by my jeweler
When the light hit it
I know it amuse you
Blowing a fuse over these jewels
Man niggas lame
I'm after my change
op m'n gezin
En wat m'n zoon is
Zeg je mattie hoe het zit
Wie die ouwe van je is
Als ze vragen wie het in Madame Tussauds is
Yes track 3, produced by
We straight
Extra, extra read all about it
The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable album
Fuck a truce put the side on the news
Got
on hard
I be rippin them tracks
And by the time it hit the shelves
I'll be gettin' it back!
So many niggaz playa hatin'
So I'm totin a gat
Pistol grippin',
[Redman (Al Green sample)]
Yeah, Gilla!
(Right now, right now, right now, right now)
Yeah, Gilla!
(Right now, right now, right now, right now)
Ladies
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
we hit the road and toured on
Our biggest record as a band as
You all know Hayley and I dated and
Broke up during this album cycle things
Then started
putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album
Metal fly when the arm get raised, wait
Huh! What they doing?
When she going down on my pipe, we in a new stage!
We high as fuck, hit a brick, see how
Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
Knew I had to move
But the lightning strike hit
2022
Bout to switch my life quick
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
mean that I´m off you
I took a W by entering the game
Now you claiming I falling off too?
Like who the fuck are you talking to?
Been the greatest, I´ve
snickers with no nuts no satisfaction.
I hustle and flow, mighta been by my cheese since I was knee high.
Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
I body your man
Do a drive by on you live with a body cam
Fucking with Feddie then count your bread and your blessings
Fuck over Feddie, they find
an opportunist
I'm like I got to do this, wanna be recognized by the people I'm influenced
By
Man Just put in drive
We're going a ride on this album where
I'm smoking everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green)
I always gotta keep one rolled
(I keep that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' every
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
Yeah
This the mufucking
This the last song for this goddamn album bruh
We done been working at this shit for
For fucking ever
What the fuck nigga
Aye
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Last name Ever, first name Greatest
Like a sprained ankle, boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
Started off local,
hit it
Big in this day and age
Who cares about me when I'm
Just having fun by playing
All this music that I'm making
For my friends and family
Walk up
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