Lyrics:
know they be talking
Ship out the work
Send the packs straight to Boston
Remix the soda, I do that shit often
I'ma run his ass down, I'm not doin' no
got questions
Lot to take in hope you get it all
If you talkin' money we could get along
By the first verse I just kill them all
6ix12 don't need to get
You learn to live without back up cause when you're down, that's when you get back up
You better run if that shit belong to you
We can't find love
to you live
But cool and civilized, despise a nigga's livin' lies
No alibi's I see the weakness in your eyes dun
You want to run? Plus ya scared
gettin' me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs
Peep the whole scene
you, bitch
Blast you in your head, make sure you dead
'Cause I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom:
The weaker the victim, the bigger
gettin' me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs
Peep the whole scene
Boss moves when I step
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Done dirty by a few
I've live and learn from them mistakes
These man two face
I do or die till I'm dead
but I'd rather run the regime
I'd rather run the world than live American dreams
I coulda been a star but I'd rather roll with the team
Ain't worried
this is Iraq
Alliances
Lining with stars and bars of a prison rep
My science a-
-pplyin' pressure, her stretcher is needed
Pay the proceeds or you live
you[01:51.52]They never believed in you[01:53.61]I know that I'm selfish I won't let you out[01:56.03]Speaking on my dead we gon' run in your house[01:58.50]We had
believe my eyes)
Thought it was dead
And gone
But I was so wrong
Cause it had been so long
I never thought I’d live to see the dead walk
The skeletons that
I've been psycho, they tellin' me they know but only I know
Don't even come at me now, we live in the mountains
Metaphorical high, we ‘bout to live
Grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow (Like)
(Run that up, Rico)
Every opp shot nigga, everything dead
Grrt, baow (Smoking all deads, nigga)
Niggas tweakin',
Finna fly out to Miami then fly my bitch out just so I can fuck her by the ocean
I'm on papers but I'm sipping this potion
On probation but the opps what
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
flow
Got 8 down for the count and 16 to go
The Writer's blocks are stepping stones
Towards the metronome
I'm racing dead last
I'm head last
Placed
this boy I'm really funna live
Lil' headshot leave him dead with that red dot
Headshot that's a scope and the rest I buy
You ain't even living like
Better know what it'll cost ya, 16 ounces of pasta
Big buds like a Rasta, run in my house and I'll pop ya, won't tie me up like it's Shottas
Y'all
the day he come
I can't praise his name enough
With a thousand tongues
I know that on the day he pull up
You can not run
So I'm not afraid to live when its
shit popper
Spark my trees and wake the whole house
Like it's a pot of Folgers
Movin' like and army platoon, lots of soldiers
M-16's aimed above yo
the caulk
I gotta glock 10 that hold 15 but if I cock it back then that's 16
I called 16 to drop 16 and if a nigga play then that's 16
I'm on this bitch hard
dodge that, left right left now he's-)
Live for the money
Die by the gun
One fucking dead
Another pussy runs
You're too worried 'bout another persons
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