Lyrics:
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
with attachments
Cussed at my momma and got hit in
The back with a fucking switch
My cousin weak as hell
He got beat up by a bitch
I just had a dream I
VERSE
it's been 24 hours and 13 days, without you by my side
i've been sitting at home, tears on ma face, got me feeling all Empty inside
what can i
was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all
the sheriff comin' down the line
That sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat
Said come on you dirty hackin' to the district court
Into the courtroom my
was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's
no friends for to go my bail they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail
Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve
would amount to nothin'
That I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence
Or be silenced by a gunman
I could just hear the folks now, "He
is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by
Learn 'em by heart, so you never forget the rules
A room full of smart people never forget the fools
They all want to shine, but they don't ever get
other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all
barely gettin' by
Same clothes everyday, he barely gettin' fly
Erryday he wake up, he just swear to do his job
What that is? Chasin' dreams, time is
right from Donatella
Leave his body by the BT center
I walk in the bank like "haha", laugh all the way to the teller
V on my back and that shit for
knock the hustle for the homie out there gettin it
I understand the life but nw I move a little different
Now I'm more focused on life bt still gotta
it wz slimy in the wetlands by the lake
sin sin city wen u creep2 my place
bt im lonely now woaaaah
slow me dwn man but u wnt
all the green dulls by
I told my bro don't play dumb games
The only game that we play is tax free
Selling on the turf where shh dump James
BT on the tally then thats three
the edge, the world so vast
Soon to know, but not now
Holding on, tethered by the roots
Grasping for what's next
Still tension, what will be
Whispering "hold
or not
And then they feel some time of way he disrespectin' the block
But Paulie don't give a fuck, you disrespect him, you shot
Live by the chopper law
Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw the little judge commence to look
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
Nogi gładkie włosy długie
Zaczajona pod tapetą chowa swe wcielenie drugie
Zobacz ją jaka ładna jaka zgrabna
Byś się nie pomylił bo to wysłannica
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