Lyrics:
fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't
hoe
I'm too bent bitch
Same ol, same ol, they tired of these Niggas talkin
If you Tired of me, man you better Just say it
Niggas hear it too often
I
gangsta?
Ya losing me
Funny
'Cuz all the time
You was talkin'
We takin' ya money
Every time you was
Walk-in I would
Drive to ya honey
'Cuz to her
of the mark ass niggas I broke
'Cause big Breed, can do ya
While I'm smokin' my dope, and tryin' cope
Catch up as this shit gets mental
This chronic got me
ain't hear?!!!!)
{Forte'}
We Got This! ( Nigga! You ain't hear?!!!)
{Forte'}
We Got This!
{Forte' & DMX}
Straight up!
a lunatic
Hear me livin' on your ass bitch
Loadin' up my weapons gettin' ready for
Another street sweepin' neighbourhood drug war
Police come around in
a lunatic
Hear me livin' on your ass bitch
Loadin' up my weapons gettin' ready for
Another street sweepin' neighborhood drug war
Police come around in
Criminal minded nigga can you hear me wave
Yo' pistols in the sky
And roll a fat-ass blunt, I buck that shit
I bet it'll get you high
They wonder why I'm
Yeah, we just ridin' out. Sun shinin', ya dig?
Los Angeles, ya dig?
We just keepin' it real fly.
Welcome to the house mane. Aye what's up? Look.
been lost
By the time you hear this song
There'll be plenty niggas gone
Talkin' 'bout six feet under grass
While the killers be at home
Now my
money talkin' niggas whisperin'
Keep on talkin' they gone miss ya
If they got them drums we got missiles
We got them bombs and them missiles
Either
I'm goin' out my mind
When shawty brought that pressure you was scared to go outside
Talkin' 'bout me bad to Ciana but it's obvious
'Cause I'm
Yo Fuck my mother I'd cut her for that lovely pillow smother
Nearly knocked me couple times even swore she had a cover
Locker talkin' like ya father
the pressure trying to be somebody else but me
I'm obsessed by the way you lay your eyes on me, your tag upon my skin
It's the way you judge me, it just
the cereal to flowin' the most ferocious in your stereo
But culture vultures don't hear me though
Hotter than diseases that overdose the venereal
While
the most ferocious in your stereo
But culture vultures don't hear me though
Hotter than diseases that overdose the venereal
While bitches out here with
fluid
We all goin' dumb, ya, we about to lose it (We about to lose it)
When she with me she feel a little boujee
Go around town, said she wanna make
[Intro]
Hope that you’re prepared to die for me
Close ya eyes, and hear the angels’ cry you’ll see with your heart
You’ve been alone
I reach out my
Microsoft Cash, I'm excelling in shit
Do you hear somebody talkin' to me? (Hello?)
I can't hear 'em I feel like Diego
Niggas ain't even got no pistols
But
crazy, fussin and fightin
I know she love me cause ya look just like me
Day you came into this world I was so excited
Eleven twenty-one double-zero, my
I'll beat you 'til one of my hands'll break
Bricks from the cartel
Stamped with the naked lady
Drum on the F&H'll wake ya baby
You hear the classic shit
throw in the bank
Throw too much in the bag it might break
I stay captivated by my capital
Can't wait to break bread, no sabbatical
Imma cop me a new
switchin' up fast like Florida weather
Like nuetron, feelings neutral
Gotta blast 'til ya better
The search for love wasn't mutual
Still can't find me nothin'
just to try some shit, ya
Nomadic the pack ya that PK we set to higher shit
A pumpkin to a carage when the caravan get high an shit
You only hear about
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