Lyrics:
buy, won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
R - realest niggas puttin it
I don't really give a s what you say
I be with my n playing 2K
Why they talking reckless?
I don't understand
Woke up just this morning
That's
to Mary J, babe with the real love
Young jefe, you can call me boss hog
See me creeping in the night? that’s my day job
That Astro, Manila heartthrob
2k
Minimum 20k when I whip that pot
It was me serving feinds by the liqour shop
Now it’s money in abundance
Big belly bundles
When you turn down a quarter mill
mouth
Westworld kick a grip on a flow
And yo, right after this I get to f**k yo hoe
Young nigga, don't sweat that
'Cause if you do, Andy Mac get
a**, claim hers a1
Ima tell you with one better we gon’ f**k together then ima tell you which one
From 2nd to 5th she swinging them hips yeah
From 2
percent)
Free car shit,
We gon’ hit out the whip.
Weezy F. walkin’ down, nigga,
Don’t get flipped.
Chanaynay the mask,
When I go on a lick,
Two tone 30s
Bundled in anger can turn to rage
Black lives gon be put in a cage
Or left dead by the palest of faces
RACIST
Run the building
We outside betting on races
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
two brains Bricks all in her blue stang she all through Lane's
That's true game we do thangs that You lames can't do maine
Crew plain with some new
when it's time do n****z
Comin' through like I'm two n****z, a true n**** f*** a Zig Zag
Roll me a blunt and pa** that brew n****
I'm drivin' drunk
one
I rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2
You're doin' like lesser than a bomb do
T-H-E M-C O-F R-A-P T-O L-double O-K
A-T I-N T-H-E
the whip
All my jewels they hit
2 tone on my wrist
After I f she get ducked I air trynna speak
I pull up in a hawk like a dominique
I count up every day
dollars and flip that
Bought a soda, two Dutches
Some chips and a Kit Kat nah forget that
I got a quarter mill to kill this cat
Bought an M4
Two K's
Chorus (Exerpt from Swang (Big Hawk))
I would give my last breath if I could bring you back
Bring Screw back
Matter fact
Bring the whole crew back
allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving
peakin
And live big number one record northeast region
So stop breathin, I'll let you shop for scraps soon after I eat
This is the remix back with the beat
fuckin broads in nail shops
Hydro? got more bags than bellhops
Two thousand benz on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slayin crews in icu
Battlin, usin
watch how the f*k we spend
we at the bar buring hundreds end fiftys the next colangelo cause im
balling in my city we blow doe doe every day get down
three
Come with my first diddy-deed
[ Brother J ]
1-2, 1-2
Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P.
Same old gee with the same strategy
See a [edited] em on down
been a jock
Ainno money on my books staring at the clock
We got rec after lunch dinner 5 O clock
It's gone move by noon you aint gotta shop
Make a move
for a favor now
The nigga in with the crew
And now he live major
House in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
With the cook and the maid, shit was real
Lustful
Relationships, Is a noose
And I'm confused, While shielding
Too, Strong to show proof
Paid my dues, Hell seeped on through
Since occupied by two
(shh, shh)
My mama told me I should go and holla at my brother (wait a minute, who are you? Ayy, yo, K.i.D.)
Just to let him know we all be havin'
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