Lyrics:
you get shot
It ain't my fault Silkk the Shocker
Aint No limit to my trap I'm balling like Master P
N my soulja wit the Murda in he will kill you for
Wind up lock n load like Gun Jack
Dark greeting to yo head now yo health bar wack
Took time off now it’s return of the Mack
Rhymes sharp and still
Cause i know
How to get rough
I'll show you
What you ain't know
In my life
I never aim low
I ner be
Keepin
The same flow
They always hear
What they been
plead for his life, yeah, you know, gun a nigga down
I be like this, I'm by myself or if a hundred niggas 'round
All white ones, I feel like Nelly, long
shit is about, niggas sleepi
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse
Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch
Then
[Chorus]
Yo, parole violating fugitives on the run, son
Live by the gun, son, die by the gun, son
We can make it happen if we want to
Jakes'll
get up on top n have a lot of fun
I'll hit your top n won't stop like im a tommy gun
You want that lovey dovey thuggin fo ya body huh
You been seeking
and stare up into the
Sky
Flat on our backs we lie
In quicksand slowly my hand
Flies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind
I think I'll
and stare up into the
Sky
Flat on our backs we lie
In quicksand slowly my hand
Flies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind
I think I'll
perceive as growth was provoked by what I teach
Your energy weak she gon label you a leech
You might get some pussy but you overlooked the leash see
Where
smoking, gun toting, see how these niggas living
Earn, burning word for ya, curb serving
Got you hooked by the first purchase, birds chirping
Cops
of the Chi
And I'm backing her up
Flow be ugly but it's a beautiful thing
Aluminum rings
Get money like I'm moving dem thangs
I got connects in every
I’m done
Dat mean she get more than one
Ima son of a gun and a father of one
My nuts they weigh a ton I be dragging the rug
My life money and bud
This is God's planet it
We the blessed
God planned it
He planted me like a seed
I been planted in these streets
Rose up from the concrete
I came out
on a n****, and f*** his a** up
And you can walk on by with yo nuts in a tub
I'll beat yo block if you really won't get crunk
In the A we don't play them
/ get a little fame
Good head plus i love her frame
She da 1 had 2 give her wedding ring
Pictures with a queen by the pool like gucci mane
Gotta watch
I can see the shade
It ain't that much to say but to stay away n walk away the pain
Cause this the time of the night
In the sight of the eye
Gotta
is
I can tell you been hurt in the past and trynna hide it
Cause they use to one night it, but I'm just trynna wife it
Yea, I'll get you that ring
or the Sherbert
Top shelf Cake batter get it you deserve it
Mhmmm
You know that's right
Got you gone in outer space by the end of the night
Sour D on the dabby
Let
nobody make the lead spark
Don’t take talk from nobody
'Bout you bag grams, who’s your rap fans?
Nobody
N a inna 'dis
Banging out spades in the whip (wo,
as hell
Authentic from the start so
My heart stay real
Ain't got a dime in my pocket
Ain't a dime in my will
Broke boy right now ima get me the mill
Y'all
One-D
Yeah, D-Block, you hatin the unity
I bring it to your motherfuckin gated community
In case you ever get it in your mind again
Twenty lil dirty
to motherfuckin' feel good I pop my shit they say ima young rich kid
I just spent me some racks on that kitten when I pull up I want her to get in
I just told that
This Glock take a n***a ear off like Mike Tyson
If we run up to you better know that we not
Fightin'
Told a bitch to hit the ring, I got
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