Lyrics:
Truly a wretched steelo -- kept you Under siege like Seagal
Cause I housed more niggaz than that faggot named RuPaul
y'all all suffer the consequences
I
My shit is off the wall I ball like Gary Payton my haïtiens yellin bumbaclat like jamaïcains
Got loyalty by just avoiding fuss never gave 'em trust
bigger than Lil Darrel
Feels like feds on my trail
I seen niggaz turn 12
I can't trust nobody lately
I been smoking hella crazy
Everybody seem Fugazi
All
With gorillas my niggaz is apes they be wilding
I gotta get them all off of the island
Stuck in a fashion show gotta keep styling
Them jiggaz I pop
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
the niggaz
And these bitches on my tip right
Look homes I don't be wit all that shit
To ride yo crew
Might be intrigued by how I move
Seeing similarities in Ru
niggaz
And these bitches on my tip right
Look homes I don't be wit all that shit
To ride yo crew
Might be intrigued by how I move
Seeing similarities in Ru
Oh, that's them same bitches from the club that was grilling me
So I pulled out the fifth
You niggaz coming for me
Money had his hands up, I smacked
We gone come on down
All these hoes
Niggaz suck my dick
I'm down with my click
All that hatin shit, that shit ain't even thick
That shit is kinda
came, it's been nothin' but trouble
Some niggaz who rolled with us, is no longer ridin' for us
Some bitches bad-mouthin' our names as if they know us
you buy your hash at
I even give daps to niggaz I blast at
And y'all gon' give me my ASCAP, or get your ass capped
I take the clip out, and hit you with
switches be all out for riches and bitches and flies
Witches on broomsticks whenever my toolkits
Consume kid, all walks of life, talks of trife
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money have hustle
Some niggaz ball out of control, or lose it all in a tussle
I want rings and tings
A few bad bitches, with no attached strings
You know,
the house
My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz
My murder by number niggaz
My nigga black, 0-1 you know
My new nigga life...what's happenin?
Yeah
Bout the let
that change come wit time and I'm finding
That most bitches take your kindness for blindness
Yeah it feel good laying her beside you
Diggin' deep, all
popped out
I seen it all
Niggaz stretched out by tha corner store
Life no more
Dont think small im getting focused
In tha crib writin rhymes while im
to mash you punk bitches
Don't want to earn shit, you want to jack for the riches
Nothin' in life's for free, my nigga learn that
You burn someone, they
Chorus: X4
Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper
Soldiers live life to the fullest fo' they take ya
P, I wasn't made for this world
I'm in it
seen it all
Niggaz stretched out by the corner store
Life no more, dough seem small--I'm gettin' focused
In the crib writin' rhymes while I'm smokin'
Carmelo wit a hoodie
If you niggaz claimin demons I'm arch angel wit dat banger
Therapy for bout 2 years & still too dangerous wit my anger
Heard dem niggaz
for my people who are wise enough shut up n listen
I'm here 4 dat reason but society do dey best 2 dismiss it
Fuck'em all if dey ignorant tho many
a myth
So i keep me a grip
Don't believe in a bitch
My bitch got the wagon when I'm coming thru
Niggaz be like son is smoove
I dont do fashion this just
around your dead body
Abandon ship, niggaz are ready to flip and bag a punk
They can't fight next night, twistalism by your grave sight
Over, yes, you
Undefeated I’m a winner all my niggas winners too
Nigga’s just blastin, air niggaz gaspin
Niggas just not eatin, You’ll think niggaz was fasting
Tryin to flip
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