Lyrics:
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
know me, one-three one and only
Could be never phoney in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey
Shut 'em down
Sonsee's takin' your time, makin' your mind
I went through with the plan, now the man sendin' me grams,
My coke organization still infestin' the land,
No joke, built my Mama an estate in
swole throwin' up in the back
She was fine, yes sir, she was trill
Plus she had a pocket full of colorful pills
Puttin' heat through yo whole crew
suspect
That fills more body bags than apartments in projects
And as far as the coroners know
The autopsy show, it was a Shaolin blow
Put on by my
the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga
Rollin' with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers
know me, one-three one and only
Could be never phoney in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey
Shut 'em down
Sonsee's takin' your time, makin' your mind
the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga
Rollin' with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers
up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Lookin' to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit
Pull shit off, like it
Tortured by my brain reliving all my past mistakes
I feel a pain in my chest as water fills up my lungs
I don't know if I can escape
I think I'm drownin'
up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Uh, back in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Lookin' to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit
Pull shit off, like
up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Uh, back in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Lookin' to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit
Pull shit off, like
the middle and fill it with weed
And lick and light it and chief it
And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need
Red rum niggas smoke bud by
Vengeance in my blood I got hatred in my soul
All this smoke fills up my lungs I been stressing on the road
Aye 50 years sealed up I'm free now
Aye
fry
puffin' on sets now it's in my chest
my nigga and i'm finta go for this choke blow me a gun
but that this is fun
my nigga let's fill our bodies with
deals
Great coke
I’m young
And I'm bold
Get cocky
Get cold
Young hoe
You glow
Child cry gambino
I’m fly boy yunno
Meet me and the crew at the top floor
another now I'm moving slow Full me up I'm by the door Tried to run you know that I'm on go I told that bitch to bring her friend you know I set her
(What more you want from me?)
A hundred bands
I'm a real down broke n***a, need a Garda to come fill
Hammer pants
I've been on the road, I don't know
give me cash
Pull up, hop out, 40 in my pants
Bag full of gas got the whole crew lit
I'm on the twenty-third floor with my best friend's bitch
Just
missteps led me to making my mistakes,
God I love me a sample,
An open book at its finest,
Man I love me a gamble,
A shot in the dark at its blindest,
Worldwide, look
All of my pain is on the pictures in my enemy's frame
Written in blood, my ambition is driven by thugs
Got two glock nines and I fill them with
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
Ay
Heh
They call me John Wick with the way I'm killing all you bitches
He got bit by a spider, so I seen him started twitching
Call me Giannis from
"Well, who is 'Biggie Smalls'?"
Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
Got my DJ Fifty Grand in the house
You know what I'm saying
I'ma nice long
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