Lyrics:
like a drummer
For 2 double O-4, it's the Boss Hogg summer
First place in the race, and we'll walk for the number go
G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be O-S-S H
badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2
your crew
Shawty, get it, y'all can't get it like we do
Got it lowkey poppin' over here (yh yh)
We got it lowkey poppin' over here (yh yh)
We got it
more stacks, more racks
New chassis, all black, don't crack
Imma Put the city on my back
My crew my crew is better you
Blessing em h*es like two by
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
where the hell Sniper come from?
H Town, baby, no love for you busters
Regime too raw, that’s why they don’t love us
The Mexican patna reppin’ SPC
Nobody
insane, boy it's only us
Why do these niggas be chattin and hating so much
But we come from the city of love
I'm not impressed by none of these niggas
Tryna
sittin' by the window with my 40
Long live Ronnie B, long live TD
The streets so dirty
I told my mama don't worry 'bout me 'cause she so worried
They
Along with the rest of your outdated Raps
Next to your packs of
Garcia Vega Cigar Papers
If I catch your mama
Joggin' in cross trainers
I'ma go across her
is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to having money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems
[Pac]
Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound bitch
Kurupt Daz Makaveli Idi Kastro Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
and Jimi Hendrix crew
See this is new to you, but to me this ain't new
I live the lavish life, listen if the mood is right
Me you and ya sister can do
while we live and we learn then you know what it is
To only build a bigger future for the kids
In peace, in war, let's take it to the floor
Every
bed
Ten Embassy Number One
Ten Embassy Number One
Two pound forty can get you a surprise
A packet of ten Silk Cut King Size
By 'em from the co-op,
'jamas up in Casablanca
Yeah, H-G-A, go, go, go, go, go
Yes, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Ayy, remember, remember me
Remember me, HGA II
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2
Don’t L-O-V-E these H-O-E’s I live and die by the G code
I ain’t folding under pressure he steady tweaking when he up his pole
Steady sending threats he
pain, a soldier's story in vain
And can't nobody live this life for me
It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride
Somebody break me, I'm dreamin', I started
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
ho's something to see
2Pac All Eyez On Me, 2Chainz yeah, Feds Watching me
Too live crew, Gucci two times hit one too many bitch and I might be
Haters
in soaps, and some gangsta shit, man
Guess who gorillas leave tats in fragments
Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h
Pussy niggas
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