Lyrics:
go and, oh
It takes two to tango
You call this a lame flow?
You bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found an angle (Ha ha ha)
No more
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
Supermalt to the Hennessy
Never been a subject of jealously
I never had a bad thought come in my memory
It's too much energy to have an enemy
So by 23,
didn't know about my potential, but I think they really starting to see
When she tell you she changed, she talking about her body count
Multiply by three
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
a different place.
It's in our hands to choose our time, pain and space.
And I just can't stop.
I'm on the devils lane from Chicago to L.A.
I've got the wind
in direct competition with chicago, which so fa
Produced the highest yield of female underclothes of any place in the united states. oh, here's one
won't get drawed out by them ops see don't give no f**,
Got two F's on my bag, stands for the f's I don't got,
Aint got new what
Mixed with money call me
with me right by my side
Baby girl I never wanna change you
I just want you to be the same you
Same girl same world same views
Be mine be your angel damn
on me now
Count on me now
Like 1 2 3
No you can't fuck with this
Better start running quick
Fuck what you thinking bitch
This be a sudden death
I stay
I ride around snuffin' them fo'-eighteens
In the back of a motherfuckin' big ass truck
Jump two rows back and get my dick sucked
Benzos, Lexus, Rolex
the Liquid and all wack tennents gettin' evicted by the land lord
The vocal chords cuttin' like a sword
Yo I make you wake up, listen, pay attention, then show
as ABC 123 name another nigga Kick shit like me really
I'll be high I be all in my zone
One more time for me baby come on
ABC 123 do the two-step while
learned how to count up by the 100s fore my abc's
Shit been hot all week I peeping out the blinds
Ahh yeah mic check 1, 2
Eightball and MJG space-age forever
[Eightball]
It was some what early, I was on my way
To get me some hay from my
fame, fame, not lame, lame
Get dick sucked by hoes (yeah)
Remember Lil Tay Tay?
I'm flexin' on those (Mmm, hmm)
Those got the stains, I don't worry about
you got the ABC's and the XYZ's you understand me
That you are the two three of the P
That you the mothafuckin' Michael Jordan of this motherfuckin'
the I-Team two years ago is
Chicago's public enemy number one
A man they call
El Mencho
Connected to the New Generation Cartel
Known as the
CJNG in Mexico
One
drop, quit hastin
I's put two in your bitch ass gettin hot with the casin
It's kill or be killed in Chi recognize what you facin
Whores and pimps,
to rhyme?
Deep bring 600 ABC through the love white hate line
I'm telling you tornado, 42 billion thought travel
The year 90's parallel, controls
to rhyme?
Deep bring 600 ABC through the love white hate line
I'm telling you tornado, 42 billion thought travel
The year 90's parallel, controls
I'm sensitive, I feel everything, I feel everybody
One man standin' on two words, heal everybody
Transformation, then reciprocation, karma must
more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers
to leave he begging and pleading
Sit on his face he barely be breathing
Your nigga got two legs
Well mine got three
You don't want him back?
Well fine by me
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