Lyrics:
talk
I just give em the Rap Sheet
R-A-P-T-U-M on the backsheet
Big smoke now you wanna hit that
Big tokes now you wanna live that
But you been chocked
We ain't havin that this year
This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean?
And we ain't havin that
[Name] Street live, muthafucka
Hey yo, Rhome,
'Cause tha me life a have now lives for two
Yeah, and that's where I'm at
I want to Go Back...back in the time
And that's where I'm at
I want to Go
a doc, yes
A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness
I gets hotter by the tock
Before I sizzle to death
I just tell the clock, "Gimme a sec"
In the middle
no more
Fuckin put me in the Barclays
This the type of shit a star say
Gimme space
& I'm up there on cloud 9
Real far away
By the moon
Do a zoom call
a couple L's
Never lyin' on the ground
Offer me a inch
I want the whole mile
Wouldn't think about the future
Tryna live for the now
My momma want
be the crew that you wanna step to
Sisters with an attitude, now how my mic sounds?
My mic sound nice, check one check two
Everybody make way, party
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
Tru G's
See me and P and see
See expeditions with uzi's
Choppin up two ki's
Baby twenty-four oz's a piece
Cause see if it ain't
Tru G's
See me and P and see
See expeditions with uzi's
Choppin up two ki's
Baby twenty-four oz's a piece
Cause see if it ain't
to the families with all the lives lost
Kill 'em soft pay off my henchmen like a mob boss
Mobster ballin' out the hooptie
Who could it be? S.P.I.C.E.
[Chorus]
(gimme that)
Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord
Oh my lord!
Chorus: Erick Sermon (repeat 4X)
Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." ->
working for money to live ight
Gimme that green, gimme that guap
Boy it's one thing just to pop
But when you go and do not stop
That's when you reaching for
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
defiantly in a mad dilemma.
Roll the dice number 2
Happens to be the So Solid crew
Roll the dice number 4
Burn out the dance
Burn out the dance floor
checks
Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF
I put it down for mine, my crew live a life of crime
Constantly non-stop, when they on the climb
And BK, no such
drive-bys
We walkin' up, send him sky high
Brodie done gave him a high-five
P-P-Pussy got flocked in his
Hat actin' loose
Ayy, my glizzy pack a punch
Like
on the wire and shit, that's all
Now everybody's back in the groove, echo chamber
"Check one two, one two" that's my favorite
Strobe lights is live, Pink
it
Knock off yo crew bout it
You gotta new body
Bragging on two, but my crew gotta few bodies
I'm rocking rings like a championship
Pick the hoe up
many fly colors on the hoe toes
God dammit, motherfucker ruling whole planet
Gimme' two times, cut no shit, nah, fuck it
I'm coming through kicked
The Titanic set sail on April 10, 1912, with 2,223 passengers and crew on board. The ship's captain, Edward Smith, was a highly experienced mariner who had been
We never been woke
Any cock crowing we shot with catapult
It was quiet foggy (Foggy)
Last night a mad drunk had come by me
And the few association
me I should bring the crew
Came through in a simple setup but they said it didn't suit
So I pulled up in a two-piece
I got a hoop dream
I wanna dunk
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
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