Lyrics:
niggas that fuck with you
Be the same niggas that envy you
I can't entertain no hoe
Baby I'm not into you
I can judge a bitch just by her nigga
And her
Drop a 4 baby das that pink magic
Freestylin in them speakers till he see static
Glorifien a G like he aint never seen tactics
testify
I gotta give it up to the people by my side
We struggled for so long I'm just happy we survived
So this one's for Dogtown I'll rep it til I die
If
Cause I got some things to say to you
Baby, I'm faded, I'm jaded, I'm stylin
Take it out, take it down, take it to a island
Kiss it like I miss it, but I
look at me
(Schools for fools look at me)
Just a boy filled with so much glee, look at him he's so free (am I?)
But all I see was a child locked down by
that come with
the weak, the wack, the words, they're poor
I thrash bash clash mash and ten more
Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see
You need
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def
Wake up early morning
I got money on mind
I'm blind by my sight cos I only see Mandela signs
I
I might bite
Still a dog so do not cross the line
Wait I think I've lost my way
I can feel it invade my veins
Bash my head till it goes away
Think today
I'll blow out my brains
Decaying all my goods
I love you UncleBac
They be playing hard
I just play my part
I be moving silent
All of my niggas wilding
I just took another perc
Now I’m freestylin
can't front on this big body Southerner
Your shit'll get smacked back, you're booty like asscrack
Who reigns supreme, baby? No need to ask that
I bust
I'm so numb baby I can't even feel you
None of your words ever seem to really get through
My heart been turned to stone it ain't a damn secret
My
some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my family
He gon face some
(VL Deck)
Army guns for niggas that think they want it
Beefin’ with the precinct
The opposition
to the court like, "Bitch I did that"
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep the peace, don't you fuck with one of ours
It
my centerfold
That my baby, man, she never leave
Got her hangin' with my kinfolks
She want everything, I know, I know
She got Chanel purses by
on
And I know that she be feeling me
[Baby Bash]
She in love with a hustler, someone she could trust uh
Someone she could get down with, cause she don't
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
Don't lie while I'm by your side and
Don't cry, know that I'm your ride and
Go fly, it's not where you reside and
Go by, go and take your stride
Herman hers relationship and Herman is really a sick foolish man, who was given the name Samuels by mistake and it's not his and so he isn't a Samuels
on the track you know whats up (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
Shake it baby let it drop (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
West Side Homies on the track you know whats
havin' his baby
The bitch is driving him crazy
The motherfucker was violent
'Cause he was fresh out the Navy
She dealt with constant abuse
Never revealing
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