Lyrics:
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Better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
good (listen)
All why'all soldiers on the front line
Doing what you got to do to get by (listen)
This is for the struggle it don't stop
This one's
niggas I probably
Fucked up your mama
No condom, it's good pussy
Pussy, tell it to your honor that
This trauma is Jeffrey Dahmer
Took me too many moons set
me
(What's it gonna be boy)Can't cha feel this chemistry?
(What's it gonna be boy)It's so damn crowded we should leave
(What's it gonna be boy)Tell me
no escape (ohh noooo)
This money gots to be made (yeahh yeahhh)
.. break it down!
Every day we keep it gangsta, livin thug life
So what y`all
the ruff, I call her my buried treasure
Never question loyalty, you always down to ride
Through the good, the bad, the ugly you stayed by side
Feel good
promised a gangsta good luck
Just a bullet motherfucker, cause death is a must
As I bust, squeezing on my nine on your block
Doing what I feel I gotta do
Cause I can't go back to the hood
Boy this Sh*t feel good
When I walk out the gang with me
Cut like this boy it aint many
Im calling the shots and I aint
my Indo, then unroll my rillo
The bad guy never once been a hoes hero
He get zero, I said nada
Bitch pass the cama (uh, yeah)
How'd it feel to be
so far from above it
Pushin' and shovin' they don't know of that I'm posted on a regular
Good 'ole boy from around the way - might be small but don't
I like about superstars?
I like my superstars to be out there jump out
The window! Be like Prince with
Your ass out i may
See it and say, "Damn, she
at the end of our pain, it's insane
and we won't need a therapist for that
We won't always be broken, but we'll always be black
Sometimes, I feel more broken
you're dead
Homie
It's your mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc
He'd probably had one comin'
Damn, that's fucked up, I guess it is
When you
wants to see if I can do it again
You want to be like me, so damn bad
The impossible dream all you mc?s had
If you could rap like me, you wouldn?t have
on and admit it, it's who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama want to rap fast but I'm the superstar
E-40 why don't you slow it up
trusting pigeon toed it take one text and she gon slide
I'm in the stu or in the crib I a barely be outside
Boy I know your ass a bitch I see that look up in
squashin all this bullshit
North, east, west, it's all good, gotta represent
Comin with the quickness, oh my goodness, it's this gangsta bitch
Never
gangstas
Go head girl put some back and some make up on it
While I stand up in the background and check up on it
Ooh boy you looking like you like what you
respect her gangsta when it hits the fan when it all goes down
She gone be by my side keepin it gangsta
She dont fuck wit no lames no she don't keep it
Gangsta Grillz it's me and Spitta man
Gangsta Grillz, Mack Maine we see you
Young Capo I see you gangsta Grillz
I get that money that's my top
it's kinda dry!
Yeah, I only gotta couple of pies left that'll last me through the year
Doula, (ewwww!) ice cream caaandy! (What it do?)
Man that shit be
Bad to the bone, you can't stand it This what you call bad boy magic
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, badder than him I'm so damn bad, I don't need any friends
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su,
buy this club if I really wanted to buy this club
Because I got real dough
She say it feels so good
When I feel so wood she don't need no dildo
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