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my heat first, he pull out his heat last
Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay
They
necklaces. We bead some necklaces, play some Play-Doh, we paint a little bit and play with the dog. Go to the park. Come back home. I look at my watch. It's
Yo, what up, it's your boy Dae-Dae
Yo, what up, it's RichboyRC and you're listening to Cartridge by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4evr: Deluxe
Dae-dae,
Let me tell you a story about Ibby and his friend and his friend is a friend of my step family. This guy is called Mc Med Marah who's known
too attached
Passing by the arch imma let it spark
Take you to the park take you out the dark
This come from the heart
And if that thang working that's
hard
New lp in 2 month
When I get money I won't be influenced by the dark
Throwing up the dogs they bark
Benefits with my friends at park
If nobody there
hard
New lp in two month
When I get money I won't be influenced by the dark
Throwing up the dogs they bark
Benefits with my friends at park
If nobody
cause I keep on spinning
Sunnie can snap the whole game like he Thanos
Still down to earth what the fuck is you smoking
First step on air force one's
Colorado
Light green metallic in the Shark Bar eatin' salad
Lorenzo Wills, valet park, shoppin' in Beverly Hills
Step up your wildest spaceship, kid,
out
Start thinkin, before you put your foot in your mouth
Cause I'm not the one to be slept upon
My rap is smooth and a step beyond
But it took a little
honey dip, you're banned)
(You're banned)
Yo, you're banned
Ya banned by the preacher man
You played yourself a stew
Now to me you step, never mind
the first or the last time
Don't think I'm the one that'll stop you
Let's just park it down and turn it around
Then shimmy on outta that get me on into you
honey dip, you're banned)
(You're banned)
Yo, you're banned
Ya banned by the preacher man
You played yourself a stew
Now to me you step, never mind
First up it's the nuts up, what's up
To the niggas from the projects
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' at another crime scene
Committed by
Two steps forward
Six steps back
Reckless to mean
And No covers to tact
I got my mind and the wrath of a Jit
She got a whole mind and the shit that
At the skate park on Sunday
I saw you as you were riding by
I had to step up and meet you
The first girl of summer
Yes its time
Time to dish out
the moans 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
If a nickel bag is sold in the park I want in
In the middle of the night when the spot's not hot
you can find Billy Boy rollin' down your block
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
know how deep we was, we all didn't sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew
And then step to the next cue, let's do it again y'all
That
Believe me, I'm leavin' a carcass today
And I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I'ma meet you
Believe me, I'm leavin' a carcass today
And I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I'ma meet you
Uh uh listen
Y'all know what this is
Let's Go
We used to ditch school and head straight up to the mall
Just so we can be the first ones with em
stash (why) 'cause the cops act like I'm Lil' Cease
Crush on me, keep rollin by
Tryna to put the cuffs on my black ass literally
[Chorus - Freeway +
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