Lyrics:
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it
Frontliner like a barber, I'm ready for fades
The only power that I call on, don't wear out his name
Or use it in vain, be like Judas or cain
Want your rights,
trying to jump the broom
Good on breakfast Ima eat a blunt
Moving light aint trying to stunt
CC OG THC only thing she really want
Cant turn it down do what
I'm money minded you can tell just by the way That I talk that I'm tryna go get it
Aye real dope boy all this shit came right off The block
Niggas be
Yo, what it is, what it was, what it ain't (ain't)
Pimp containers, let's put some paint where it ain't
Block boys, tycoons, big ballers (big ballers)
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
It's the raid for you punk motherfuckers
(The pump in yo' ass)
This is it nigga! Killuminati style
(Outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the Don, solo shit, bring
When you get a lil piece it make you want mo
Don't answer no calls from no unknowns
Don't condone it that shit hot like the smoke up on it
More drip then
Mum's crying to you three days, yeah she didn't
I know I'm getting deep, boy I keep it moving I'm Rios Gho's kid, influenced by the music
Let me take you
my health
I got that bag, I did that by myself
I got a bag, I did that by myself
Yeah, yeah
Pull up on the block, I got a new Maybach
Shawty tryna give
and Cherry
You know what it is
Its the L-E-S
Uh yuh
You know the lower
Lowa Deck
Uh yuh
They call me Brizzy they call me Brizzy Brizzy Brizzy they call me
want to smoke until we put him in some Blend, spin again
You rapping bout a pass, he never did these Niggas kids
Wrong hat, I'ma hit him in his lid
I
a message and bring the heat
But listen if that's what you really want
Well shit, I can do it, easily
Rules
They never bother me
Juice
That man was god to me
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it
nuts
Keep it real, represent what? My nuts
I got utensils, back up kid, yo guard your rectum
I'm crazy out here, mental man, don't respect him
You now
mind, who you want to pump the butt (3X)
Make up your mind, who you want to pump it
[Kool Keith]
I got a summons, my clothes is off, I'm
and all that but what’s more valuable than time
Time
Could never get back so you gotta make it last
Wake up every single day and live like it’s just that
Still looking for new friends
Wanna hug it out or are you
Looking to get stunned again?
Amumu the mummy, immortal master of misery
With all my CC I'll
so what?
I'm like, bitch, kick rocks, go and hit the hoe bus
Kick rocks in the scat, yeah, we doin' donuts
We gon' wipe your nose, you can see it on my
for training I just told em' toughing up
20k by today might just up it
Homie been dead I just told him to pump it up
Need some dough told them niggas go
Sunday gunplay's optional
However niggas want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waant it)
Whoever got hops get blocked, go to the hole
Dikembe
Sunday gunplay's optional
However niggas want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waant it)
Whoever got hops get blocked, go to the hole
Dikembe
(bi-itch)
Pump, pump, pump, pump let no shots
Double Glock Glock
Nigga pop pop it don't stop
In that dirty south
Burn up the whole block that's
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