Lyrics:
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on my
time no hear, man, what's up?
[James A. Smith]
Say man
People been kicking around a lot of hoe shit in my ears
[Too Black Records representative]
Yesssuhhhh
Haha
Chaingang entertainment
Raise ya glasses in the air
If you know it’s yo time
We been building up “Momentum “
With a Life time
it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
It was a full
hold down for sure
[Unverified] through the mack and New York
Full time, four W-D plus, shots, niggas get rushed out
Bust the guts out and no limit
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
[Romeo: talking]
Yea uh-huh-uh
Hey pops
I had to do it to em man
haha
[Pre-Hook x2:]
I'm a hustler never sold drugs
Kill is in my blood I was born
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
Order, huh
Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way because
heads and, runnin' duckin' Feds and (what)
Rocks under they tongues and, keys under they beds and
Hood full of real niggas, 24/7 hustlers
(Ugh) until
Get money nigga
Yeah - aw yeah
Dedicate this one to all the hustlers
that get up every motherfuckin mornin and put they work in
I see you - I see
spot by the Seine, is where I'll be in the end
My love
That's how we gon live
But right now we just kids
Yo
Life is but a dream
This is everything I
Pretty girls wanna par with a gorilla
I’m a bad bitch I love the beretta
Yo
mi full style like song but we nuh swing
Gyal dem haffi bring the pussy
it straight to yo' dome heads
Now you fuckin with them gangsters, ballers, hoes, hustlers
Bangers - niggaz that with them real motherfuckers like whoa
a fatter poem
Matter of fact you can tell by
How my vibe i'm bout it
Hopped on it one minute
One minute later i'm vibing on it ,
This beat is non-respondent
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
start, tires screech, goin' full speed
Push start, tires screech, no looking back
Pop off like a bottle of Dom
I'm the don in my city, call me John Gotti
hustler
(Yo Check this out )
Rap is my new hustle and, am killing it,
I got a soul of a hustler u can't stop me
The game Changed but, my mindset still
Order, huh
Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus walks)
God show me the way because
alibis and suicides and homicides
And three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change
And niggas fame, as the world turns..
Though I walk
they found me)
Was fuckin' with cocaine, way before I met Yo Gotti (way before I met Yo Gotti)
This street shit in my veins, a quarter-million can't
the full court pressure don't need the ball, ha
Hood as it gets do I have to say I did I did jail time to earn a rep, no
Be the peoples champ my way like Ali
pipe her and she pay fo' yo Lac
Fool, you make a lot of money but cha' talk too much
Countin' chickens that ain't there'll get cha' caught in a fuss
yo
Drive slow, keep watch for the five o
The dream team, we not recruiting at this time though
Got the full squad, jewels on when we pull up
Got
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