Lyrics:
bitch, and watch me flow yo' shit
Mr., Makaveli movin' pieces like telekinesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit' real pieces
Shots rang and niggas
pistol smoke yo' shit (smoke)
Let's go for dolo BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' shit
Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis
It's like a chess game
Yo, Uh
Like my iq be low i be dumming out
Come tru with the sticks and be druming out
This bitch niggas hating i cut em out
I treat em like weed ama
control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
the game
I'll be damned if a thin' changed, fuck the fame
I'll be hustlin' to make a million, Lord knows
Ain't no love for us ghetto children, so we cold
to stay
Waiting on the day
Shivering pain, cold
Standing by the dock of the bay, hold
Screaming at the top of my lungs yo
Where did I go wrong why did she
Yo, I don't wanna hear no chat 'bout bro
Manna not family, man are not show
This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe
So best mind what you say 'pon tracks
I’m too close?
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ugh It’s Grymey Ugh Yeah
Yo, I done left nigga stayed down Then I got right now it’s time to go Up
I’m cold as shit
this... trick ahh
This game so cold and the snakes outside
You gone bitch up or man up and ride
I cannot lie, thought about quitting like a 100 times
Cried
is "The Villain"
My homey from the C-P-T, cold chilling
Now as time flies by I see the game getting mo' reala
As I get mo' scrilla, can you dig it?
demonstration
Been rolling by yo address for some weeks I can't mistake it
Like I'll close my eyes and recite yo license plate letter placement
Been itching,
a chump
Shit on the world like I’m Trump
Wrist cold can’t stand it
Montana don’t panic
Takin over yo city!
I’m the rap game menace
{Verse 1}
I went and I
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
Carrier's welcoming slowly
My love dying so slowly
Yo, I'm lying so slowly
That's not so holy
This game will ghost you
Then we make fun of you
I remember
the wall
Allow me to introduce myself
My name is Royce Five Nine
Sick Sick Emcee
Here to filter the game
To let clips empty
Track master sound now
to a beater bitch we aint the same
I sacrificed a lot to live this life
Married to the game yo thats my wife
All these late nights I been working hard
Now you
business but since wanna be nosey let tell you some real shit Go get a bag stop hating you looking dirty by the neck yo baby momma gave me head that’s why
the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
watch you fall) Yo!
We'll watch you fall, fall
(While you watch us make it) Yeah
While you watch us speak it, speak it
Yo, I'm from a city
Of cold killers
Livin' in the world of ghetto life
Shot with the gun, get you cut with the knife
That's the story yo, the way the peeps like to move
No fakin'
pain
My heart so cold it's fulla ice it came from Johnny deng
Can't trust yo friends or yo main it's a dirty game
I took my soul from the street
Yeah
I
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