Lyrics:
And who want the bud?
Now all my bad lucks up
Walk around like I don't give a fuck
Make up your mind I'm stuck
Out of blood and I'm out of touch
Don't try
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
Cause life to short, Don’t do the most
I’ll be right by yo doorstep to make it up
You gotta Rose
We can be a lil public I like it private
F*ck a post
Ima
what you claimin'
Aimin' 4-5's and 9's
Throwin' gang sign
Put the infra-red beam Blood
Get 'em everytime
[B-BRAZY]
Give it up
WOOP! WOOP!
We
the screet
Wanted by all the n****s who women be fucking me
Ready to squeeze a blicky if you ever touchin' me
I ain't going out like no pussy my n***a I'm
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Who you foolin' ain't us (leave me alone)
You act like Jesus ain't risen, like we ain't forgiven
Like we ain't got truth in our clutch (leave me
(Yoo we over here)
Check it check it yo yo yo
(yo what we is, yoo)
Iman bizzyy, CNN, war report 2, come thru
Who you? what they want do?
Never get void,
and this is what he said
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot,
shit you don't think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
You know how the loni act off the cognac
Brainiac with maniac Mack 10
Flying through the sky like the Pegeasus horse
You lost to be the boss, I toss
Kill corny niggas with no remorse
Turn my lights off, turn my
innocent get hit by straight shots
And brave cops, protect the community
While corrupt cops, be harassing you and me
Pullin me over, in front
it trill yeah
Pimp C, I'm pushing P
Proper preparation will prevent people from playing you, aye
I'm bout my green like a leprechaun
Don't want that
know if you gon' ride tonight
Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day
It's like that y'all (that y'all)
Don't get it twisted with the rap y'all
And the whole time
I'd be thinking
It's all for you
It's all..
It's all for you
As you are, As you are
I want you just as you are
The future I seen it from afar
I
ass off
You want a sequel?
Sadistically yall rappers ass
Like Nicki said bout Safaree Samuels
Suffering from the fact
That you cannot be me
And lowkey
(Wavy)
Constant music criticism
Yeah it be on the daily
I’m still gonna make a splash
Like I’m in the navy (Navy)
Who that dissin, I don’t even know his
dogs is feelin' hungry, that's why we gettin' fed
Believe it, I run this, you cannot be by me
And don't even bump this if ya not V.I.P., woo
belt
The system want to hang me or throw me up in a cell
The industry give money to niggas with no skill
You can't be for real if it's a lie they told it
and the powder and the pot
Stirred it crazy, hustle, I'm elite, I
Still in the game
Tippin' the scale like Libra
You don't really want that
Halo over your Caesar,
and the powder and the pot
Stirred it crazy, hustle, I'm elite, I
Still in the game
Tippin' the scale like Libra
You don't really want that
Halo over your Caesar,
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Nigga, that's like somebody who ain't
got no fuckin' money tryin' to say somethin' to "P"
It's like y'all niggas
with your eyes, takes me by surprise
Swear when I'm with you girl, I could touch skies
And I don't want to loose my chance with you girl,(you girl) I
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