Lyrics:
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
[50]
Niggas be asking me questions right?/
I be asking niggaz/
Why the fuck you asking me questions?/So many questions/
I understand it now/
Cuz I
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
ya name up
I did it from the muscle bitch nigga now step ya game up
No bob, no ant
Just me, myself and I and the niggaz in my camp
Same clothes for
niggaz gon' speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades
really live it I live by it
I stand by it I'ma die by it
No Curtis Jackson I was really trappin
Tryna get rich or I'ma die tryin
So how da fuck you gone
against it, so get up off your ass
Because this is the place, and right now is the time
To let 'em know where I stand and how I get down for mine
They
smiling
The chemistry is basic science
Had to dumb it down for the mentally challenged
If you know me you know that I’m bout it
It’s a straight facts I stay
everything peddi
We shinin are so deadly
Don't checks snitches hate up throw 'em in ditches
Now, I'm the type that'll die for nigga
No matter how deep
by the code
Its true to our soul
So don't disrespect
U owe me some money
I fronted u something
I'm coming for dat
Fuck put da guns down
If niggaz wanna
are my Denali trucks
Knownin' that I'm surrounded by OG's
That I don't really get down with
They got a separate table for their freaks bought them
Call him Mr.Heinz ya Call him Mr.H
smack down live ya call me Triple H
I was on my grind ya tell me are you wys
things take time ya are you
speakin on my name then you kno i gotta slide
All my brothas got my bakk yeh they always down to ride
Lota niggaz want me gone so theres a 40 by my side
crosses
Dial in on your purpose
Contemplated
If i was worth it
Then I Evalated
Now I contemplate
How much niggaz goin pay me
Problems weigh more than
pigeons I want me a coupe
Decapitate the top lil bitch I done cut off the roof
Deep sea diamonds, ocean blue like a pool
Inspector gadget bitch how I came
holla at yo' peoples nigga..
[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
Like
quickly dealt with
Military minded, criminal minded thugs unite
Trap the lifts all of a sudden
Release and feel it like how many times I note you come
a nigga quick remind me of Haitian Jack
I peeped his style son I know his steelo, he on the d-low
He smile at niggaz mumblin' fuck you in Creole
Heard
on the dash
Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck around
And die and come back
They get hooked up with the number one rap label
And rap, like that
the lifts all of a sudden
Release and feel it like how many times I note you come
So what you can hear is
Street got black and Mardi top
Get them up get
to other brothers
It's killin us all off man
I mean how is that supposed to look
Makin us look bad
[Verse 6: MJG]
The cops work for me cause I keep good
niggas, they be dyin' over bitches
Who that is
Mr. Step on shit for real
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up
run this bxtch like the laws coming look
Dat boy a hoe forreal
I'm dat nigga you be rappin' bout
You niggaz broke forreal
All up on my trail do me
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