Lyrics:
like Malcom
Climbing up the mountain
Young nigga how come
Everybody's dying by these guns
And I keep walking without one
Ain't trynna kill a nigga
I'm
one's there in my Benz
What's the point whenever I'm alone?
I just fuck this shit up
Shit makes me never wanna come back home at all
Yeah
This life's
Stack the mulla by the bundle (Bundle)
Switch to a Benz from a muscle (Muscle)
Hustle, hustle, hustle aboi hustle
Eshigbole otu onye live
Koni da kori omo iya ton boost lokan
Kowa ma dodge
Eleru lode ma gberu
Cry your cry carry your cross o
Cause if sapa come that your blood fit no
did it
Hope my past is forgiven
Marquis be the lenses
See the future more clearly
New trucks new Benz's
Know i really gotta come to you properly
We
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
and still be freakin'
When I leave out the door you ain't gonna try to be sneakin'
If I go to jail you can ?? my people
I need you Lord till I come home
yeah
Yeah, yeah
I never really had friends, I was always alone
I never really copped the Benz, I was always at home
But it was one time that ain't ever
Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin, I'm lookin back
She said uh "JD I love
all of my kids
Tell me who really wins when you come, fall in the Benz?
So many women wanna fuck, guess it all just depends
On vacation I found out
stay low
Ten minutes later, you need some blow
So you'll eventually croak - maybe by a stroke
You don't want the good life - no you want coke
Now come
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
thanking her in November, Feliz Navidad in December
I wanna take you down by the beach
I just bought a benz, two a seat
Lil mama you know it's just me
that you'll never forget
runnin home tellin ya friends lil fizz is it
got ya hooked by the way that I lick my lips
man I got many dimes i aint sweatin
I just
I just took time in my hands
Hey mama, I made me a plan
Tell Warner I need my advance
Big house and the keys to my Benz
Critique my shit you
to forgive all my sins
Bought my mama a Benz, told my bitch got a Benz
It was worth all the risks when bro flew to L.A
He went home and got rich off
Truth be told nobody fuckin wit son
Groupies Comin by the bucket the ton
Get the tongue and then I give them the punt
Kick them out girl ion do this for
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
Miss Lady you're wrong, for leading them on
Got them thinking that its love, when its only bout them bucks
You got them leaving their homes, to be
soul,
No,
No, no, no weapon formed against me,
Could put me in a bed or a home,
Tell them suck their mum, like they breastfeed,
The spirit is with man,
came from California? mnn mnnnn.
I ain't got time for all this guessin I just got home from work
Come on I want you to guess, we gonna play a game
Your
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
and scarier
I need to have a few wives
Cause I don't want to come home and tell you lies
In my heart I think I found her if she feels the same
You think
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