Lyrics:
Double-check who's your right hand
Cuz even God got double-crossed
Before the cross by a hype man
So I gotta keep it together and get to breaking ankles
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
Trigger finger, forever ready (grah)
One man out the jungle (woo)
One machete turn you to spaghetti (uh)
One bullet, one headshot
It's sad to say it made
your trip?"
They didn't speak
I said, "I want to plead my case"
But my father just shoved me in the car by my face
That was a hard ride home, I don't
equipped like Twisted Metal
Be Falling out of love like rose petals
Forever young
I'ma go cop me a drum
Boom
Smoking so much for my lungs
Yeah
All of these
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Write a couple songs and live forever in your
knots
(You like, you like)
The shiny jewelry I had to cop
(You like, you like)
You see this candy on this car? Broads wanna lick
Twenty fo' inches
[Black Thought]
*overtop of sung chorus*
Forever, imagine your locked down forever
Could y'all stand the weather?
Could you hold it together?
You tell me
a figurine
Cîroc poppin' what's poppin', ugh
My top droppin' what's flockin'
I rock bodies like a nigga pop lockin'
And my crib is set up like
The car they
out a gun, he said "Why did ya hit me ?",
the barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney,
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure,
"I'll do
those boys who were killed by enemies
They went to heaven but will forever remain legends
You are a victim in this forest, I’m a bloody hunter
From
Well I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake and there was not another car in sight
And I never had
Well I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake and there was not another car in sight
And I never had
the ceiling
(I never knew I'd)
I don't do Black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive
on the scene is the cops
Yellow tape up, now the scenes getting blocked
Barricades up, yep, you already kno y'all
Ambulance there, streets full of patrol cars
love my home westside to scottdale we all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at underground atlanta yea
[Chorus: lil scrappy (lil' jon) 2x]
Forever
New Orleans
And I will never stop like I'm runnin' from the cops
Hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, "To the top"
Life is such a fuckin'
on them front line, nigga, ya lunch time
I'm by them stop sign, you love that wi-fi
On mamas for them dirty dollars, brains on collars
Park the car
my niggaz on the block that's pumpin'
I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
All my homies on the block with somethin'
Hold it down I think the cops
through it ever since I was young
I was a kid without a mom, she wasn't mine without a son
Only person that stuck by my side was my bro
We was always
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
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