Lyrics:
pussies not my homies
When I'm scheming do dirt by my lonely
I say baby do you love me?
I'm a Gangsta can't let a nigga hoe me
Not the old me them pussies
your man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good
Then I hit you with the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like, baby, who you like
Machine
Ich zücke die Gun, beseitige alle im Umkreis von hundert Miles
Kicke die Lines wie Toni Montana, ich ficke deinen Vater, Hundefleisch
Du fakester
muthphukkin' G's
and we gonna do this shit like this...
[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga eva deadly
ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit
so I suggest get in ya
regular fun
Think I'll get a gun and shoot my wife and kids
I better think it through
Two more homicides, baby and I'll be home with you
Don't you
than Aretha
Loving hip hop I got guns
Just like my nigga Peter
Black revolver the gold
Cylinder nine millimetre
More HAM but y’all don’t know nan nigga
your freak flag fly
Gotta stare when we pass by
Not your average guy
But you know I'm fly (fly)
So alive, just on a different side (side)
Look in my
[Chorus]
(Kokane & E-40)
Automatic, Systematic
Do what you do playa
Just keep that money on ya mi-i-ind, (on ya mind)
In the traffic, Baller
Woah
Every night cutting
In close
I have a fear
About dying alone
Woah
Y'all trynna fuck on the bros
Y'all cannot do that
Y'all already know
Like most
was a hooper that got inside of a booth and found a different motive
I don't be carrying no guns , I do one punch, his face is puffy bloated
Knowing I
Go on a tour or revival
Soon as my cornrows or flow get some more growth
And my horoscope tells me "Sure go, you're dope"
I'ma do my damn thing 'til
scare, I'm not safe anywhere
Everybody is so mean, I can't do this right
Make me right, make me feel alive
I'm a robot, I'm a monster, I'm a gun, I'm so
always look at me confused
No rules
I know I gotta do
She never stalked up on her ex
But now that's all that she like to do
Lookin' at me funny
Think I
No rules
I know I gotta do
She never stalked up on her ex
But now that's all that she like to do
Lookin' at me funny
Think I'll switch up on the rules,
got so much I can do today
But you'll never see me road rage
I play in my soul like I'm Tina Fey
Don't know how I can talk in a neater way
You gone have
just wanna hear you say I do
Cuz I know you are the one
You say there's something in me
You don't see in other guys
Maybe that explains all these
doing my best, they still make fun on me
It don't matter what I do they still gone gun for me
So I just stopped pleasing, I don't give a fuck
Imma keep
tool
And I'll use it myself
If you want it done right
You gotta do it yaself
That piff was gettin expensive so
I grew it myself
I'm executive producing
regrets
Came in late
Never missed a step
Try to do less for a bigger check
My most highest SELF is who I've never met
Goal is to grow into who I
your man cause I said I'm bored
Yeah you do what I say my whore
Yeah you do what I say
Heisenberg they saying my name
I do this to cope with the pain
You
baby
I think you're so arrogant, arrogant
Do you think you're so much better, baby
That I think it ain't healthy for me
To judge you by your flaws
On the 14th of May, at the dawn of the day
With me gun on me shoulder to the woods I did stray
In search of some game, if the weather prove fair
like I don't care baby by the way
Huh, because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel
And with a complaining women i can't ,nah'
Women drains the most of the power and energy from a man
So i'ma just keep putting that energy in me
I i'ma do
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