Lyrics:
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
a ride
You cannot hurt me you never were mine
Suck that shit up and go swallow your pride (Swallow your pride, lil bitch)
I just be swipin' it never
stick by my side
These broke ass niggas be lying
All this ice switched up for the time
Swear i'm way to focused to have everything fall in line
(That lil
talk about business
She like can we go on a date I say great stop by a wendys
Blowing so much dope somebody roll down a window
Watch out for the folks i
Sip on the selections, get embodied by
My spirit, get money on templates
I’m lifted stick with it, dog on my own
Fuckin I’m tryna bone, knockin at my
'm thuggin but I still cry
I came a long long way but I got demons that I'm still fighting
It's hard to beat 'em but I still try
Aint want lil bro to be
Drownin' in Actavis, suicide
When I hit the scene, it's homicide
Diamond pinky ring a lollipop
Fuck the hate, I pull up in a drop
Diamonds colder than
lil niggas didn't fuck wit nobody
Weon do no talkin where I'm from nigga jus homicides
And I'm gone die bout all my niggas, cuz all of my niggas ridin
I be talking to myself, I know I'm not like them I ain't no regular rap nigga and I don't
Dress like them From the home of homicide, but I don't
like a basket
I was crazy since I was a baby
A killer since I was born
And rehearsed by the lord
Of my first coming
So you can't touch me
One two Mr
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
You know I'm a Pluto fuckin' different color hoes,
I'm in Orlando clutchin' on these different color poles
How that lil' boy got a problem but they
nem be on that
I cant hang
Wit you goofy niggas
Yall to internet
If I get the scat
Imma make it drift
Kilt that lil pint
I shoulda grabbed a 5th
I cant
Mr. Honeywell, my father has the craziest phobia about me eating their clients
Oh, I knew it
It'll be a homicide
Betty, call up the deluxe catering
Lil' Dawg
[LIL' HAWK]
Now - I'm headed to the store, once again it's on
You call it Thunderbird I call that shit Jim Jones
I need a fifth
To start off
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I
nothin', don't care 'bout the sun out (yeah)
Fuck you, lil' bitty bitch, don't let my car bring me out (yeah)
I done got so rich I think my car bring me
or written
I promise no kitten I'm slayin the bitches
Till resting in caskets just me and the mrs
Or me and the misfits
Signed by Monroe
These the commandments
or written
I promise no kitten I'm slayin the bitches
Till resting in caskets just me and the mrs
Or me and the misfits
Signed by Monroe
These the commandments
Down in this green in white
Too many lost soldiers
Think I needa token
All the times I've been played
Murder homicides
Crime ratings going up
Bring
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
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