Lyrics:
sayin
Yon wanna go ta war w me you don’t kno what you facin (at all)
Get it off ya my chest my nigga tell me watchu sayin
You choose ta go ta war w me you
Yeah (ayy, yo Drum, play that bitch one more)
Face shots to the face, don't trip on yo' lace
Gang, gang
When we start off, we start off with
on a mission, I got a job to complete
They take one of mine, I put six of theirs into sleep
So I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm
deeds
(What you do?)
Doin'' a bunch of dirty deeds
It ain'`t gon` be no cakewalk, so whatever ya do don`t talk
Others been sufficed to triangular
I be in all black sometimes
Sometimes I be jumpin' out trees in camouflage
Me and Juvenile got two Ks we bout to ride
Dem boyz playin' wit da
Stage fright but they never know
My life that I never spoke
Old me going up in smoke
New me someone I don't know
New me someone I don't know
Stage
hustle we be rubbing out
All the promises they made that they can’t keep
We ‘bout to start a war so we make it rich
Yeah
We’ll be breaking up the silence
Drugs
I spent a lot on it
We smokin weed now I fuckin high
Hugs
I don't want that shit
You said you love me but I know you lied
Friends
I tried
won't survive
If you're coming around today
Just know I don't play
Bothered by what I say
Then get the fuck out the way
Just Tryna make some songs
no satellite dish
I'm adopted by YHWH so He my parent
And it's facts so don't question if it's apparent
The cotton our people would pick in the cotton
I just wanna feel
What you feel like in the summertime
Don’t wanna love you at another time
(Don't wanna love you at another time)
I just wanna feel
start preachin' like the reverend
The good die young
I don't know what Roddy was talkin' 'bout
With a fifty round they shot my
Nigga at his mama house
more, I just don't give a fuck.
So if you're thinking about coming and stepping to me,
keep this in mind: I'm a motherfucking O.G.
Snoop:
Lets
to take a loss (she went bad on me, y'all)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Time passes by, I'm asking, "Why?"
You match my fly, no cap, no lie
Trophy,
force
I'm sorry if your grandparents on the porch
They All 'N
[Juvenile]
Even if I don't get no taller
I'ma always be a CMB baller, smokin' blunts in
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
granny crib, I was servin' with two phones
I remember tellin' jewelers "Don't know what a Patek is"
Now it's two-tone
Money make the world spin (spin,
spit 'cause I don't give a damn
Spin like just like y'all spin at the mall in blue drawers
On some durag, it's 'bout to be the all that is
New broad, new
Every time i leave you i'm broken
I hope that you know it
Bet you don't
Gimme a call so you know that i'm fine
When i'm flying down these dark roads
Bwoy dem nuh wah see Portmore
And Standpipe start well
But yuh see fi da year yah hey!
Big man thing
Mi nuh rate man weh a dig man thing
Mi nah go mek
I don't know why I exist
Transparent transfer of lives
I question why I believe
The pain will only start over!
The borders of my sanity
Keep me from
Cause everyone in this stinking town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma-Shave'
'Presley's what I go by, why don't
everyone in this stinking town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma Shave
Presley's what I go by why don't you change
town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma Shave
Presley's what I go by, why don't you change the stations?
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