Lyrics:
yeah)
No, no doubt, baby, All City Crew (like that, how we do)
Ready to flip shit, comin' through with the crew (N-Y)
No, no doubt, baby, All City Crew
understand
I’ma 6’4 n***a on a G5
You ain’t never seen a n***a this fly
Everybody know it’s lit whenever we slide
Middle finger n***a we don’t do the peace
fine by me
Seeing all the shit they cannot see
Hide from the feds it's a hide n seek
All I got to say is Cest La Vie
Run up on the block it's
brain is makin' when your feelin' happy
So, if your tryna' feel what I feel then yo get at me
And me? I get me fix from all sorts of shit
Every night
Pull up to the scene so clean n so ruthless
Lil baby who you know really do this
Used to college kids but baby we the coolest
Treat em like a bop
I slow the shit down
Fuck it imma keep it choppin like I'm hibachi grillin it's easy
That way when I open up my lips n I start to spit they ain't
[Intro]
Do you like it do you like it do you like it whassup?
Do you like it do you like it do you like it what?
(Put 'em on put
That shit make me no difference
How much that ain't yo business
All of these people be lyin n flexin talkin who they is n what they bout
Talkin bout
Uh
I don't know what to say
I'm just, start grunting n shit
What
Aye that shit might work
I can tell it n it shows
I just gotta keep it low
Pack
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now
they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
act your age shit, you a little kid
That run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit (c'mon)
Ay man, Sticky F-I-N
Yeah, yeah, LOWFI, Baltimore, you feel me?
Real shit, esketit, esketit, yeah (x3)
I'm blessed to live another lovely day, I never preach to n
new s**t know my n****s been waiting
F*****g with them is like giving my watch little alcohol my time will surely get wasted
I don't wanna boast
Doney
to a year that shit dun flew on by
N i couldnt cut you off it was too hard becuz u knew my vibes
My pride too big i had to push it over to the side
My heart
killed by priests and nuns
I refuse to get so old I shit my pants and lose my voice
It's my life; when to end its' my choice
I'm tired of being the epitome
get in the head by a police officer
Then i am going to blame some of the people in this room
And I do not forgive
I just tinted up my whip i just
five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred
Gotta see my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do
The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets fool
five stones and bring a nigga back a hundred
Gotta see my feet dude, you do shit a fiend do
The fire get too hot in the kitchen, I hit the streets fool
that's too much to ask then I'll pass
Let's settle for a nice time
Anytime's the right time for a Kid 'n Play rhyme
Right here, just fine
Do a little
down
She wants more of it, show her the freak now
Might give her all of it n push it deep down
I don't do this ting by halves
Told her I'm out for
I když není furt do smichu
Nemůžeš pomalu spát bro
A oni chtěli by to mít
Já jsem jim řekl nemám zájem
Chtějí ti vzít co si budoval
Ale neví co
What up what up what up, yea
Eve let's do it again Hahaha
Yea it's the ghost Jada and Eve
I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and leave
Y'all
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