Lyrics:
got some bad news
Here comes the hit squad I got some bad news
Well it's the Boogie Banger at your service (service) my crew got
Niggas
Nervous
her
She a keeper
I be sipping
On this lean by the liter
Beat on the box
It got took to the E.R
Flash on your block
Make it dance
Like a seizure
I got
bro hola bonjour
On this music ting I'm gonna blow like I'm on flute
cll these people blow enough breeze like a monsoon
We had people selling us
you better keep it pole
All that talking that you doing, catch you by the toe
I saw you talking to the feds, you didn't play a role
But it's cool, your
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
Brace yourself
Like I’m running that feeling don’t stop
Can’t stop this feeling on top
No rock no spinning them blocks
No trap was trapped in
This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more
Fuck who got next cuz I got now
Heading to the top while you talk down
Family on my back and they stay proud
Didn't get where I'm at by sitting
poised trying to venture Into the minds of the bold
Kids continue to live and learn to die With no soul
Disregarded by the men of Heartless and cold
her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some- who didn't want him
I know you
Whip whip rock rock
Straight lock up
5:30 AM baby
Time to light the block up
Be honest kid, you don't want no problems
We the ones to finish it
Ain't
cousins, they gon' rock you
Come through the block, in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was
pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin'
For the first time in a long time
And it's on time
Killing flesh with a skillet
Renewing my mind
You gon' mind yours
And I'll mind mine
Please don't
that you didn't say yes
When I asked you)
New bae better than ex bae
New bae making sure there's no next bae
You getting jealous yet?
She's like
Ain't no sitting on the block
Cause i'm on that shit
Wierd car new glock
Finna blow on they shit
I be tweakin cant smoke
Mind gone and shit
And i
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
of the deepest on the mic since Adidas
They said I changed the times from the rhymes that I thought of
So I made some more to put the New World in Order
With
to explain to my Mom
That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more times
So to you all the kids all across the land
There's no need to argue
Jekyll and Hyde
Have you ever had a war with your mind? Its like I'm two men
Tryna' juggle college and money but this is useless
'Cause either way one
and skinny jeans and shit, ha
Call me on Shaniqua's phone!
I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
Your home boy, your block that you're from, boo
'm tryna blow from these bars
I know it's a hard task
Life ain't easy
Life is hard
Surviving is the only task
Times ain't easy
Times are dark
Keep my
They do no good for me
I need your honesty
Aw vavy
I wasn’t thinking this far along
I wasn’t thinking about all that, I was just lusting and involved
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