Lyrics:
in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, "pistol here, pistol there," "violation here, violation here"
So many casings it made CNN
They won't teach you how to be player
Okayer
Niggaz come to you for answers wonder why you question them
Making money
[Lil' Cease]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
This my war I ride for lick one in the sky for
Get back everything that my nigga die for
Since his death, many
support but they still phoney
They don't play my shit 'less I got Tip on it
They don't play your shit 'less there's a diss on it
Down to die for this
Nigga, I’m Different By Choice
These niggaz wanna be G
Me, I just wanna be E
Stay wit’ a blunt full of weed
No, I can’t do nothing for free
Oh, if
you a paid nigga
That doesn't mean your made nigga
You Gay nigga
I pay niggas
To spray niggaz
Lay niggaz down for the gray glitter
Send you
'm beatin em down with aluminum
Then I'm puttin two in em
You can't touch me, I've been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but
the gun
You did the same, thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz
, messin' wit Mase, gotta go down
What more can I say but hey?
Guess you niggas know now
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice
, messin' wit Mase, gotta go down
What more can I say but hey?
Guess you niggas know now
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice
repeat 2X
Niggaz close to me too scared to let me fly
Niggaz close to me ain't scared to let me die
What I'm ridin for, ain't nobody fightin for, ya heard
here got tha mean stark got me frownin
And we bout it like them niggaz from Orleans
And puts it down like we court grime from green to green
Make ya
down these one-way's
Streets ain't no football game, we running gun plays
Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a bible
But you cowards start singing, like
them niggaz movin' weight
The game been good to me, and I know that muhfucka bless you
Thanks for passin' game, now let's get out here and make this
'm paranoid, lookin for the niggaz that did him in
They say it was his homie coulda been his best friend
My mama tell me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't
For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
Out on the streets you don't
be fucked in this game, I'ma psychopath
My AK, told me to shove him up some niggaz ass
I'm havin' long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's one
a dutch bruh)
[Chorus]
Where I'm from niggaz down to ride or die
Niggaz don't get high off ya own supply
Where I'm from niggaz pack glocks and guns
with the holy cross
Exotic niggaz blastin off to the Land of the Lost
If you can't see this
I recommend some school for the blind by Helen Keller
Big ups
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin like a drive-by
We
mo bitches than Dr. Detroit
It goes down
Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin' pounds into ashes
Black ski maskes
Niggaz be gettin the pumpkin head like
I'm in
Got it by any means I dont care which laws I bend
Niggaz cant guard me I'm back in zone
Respect for king I'm public royalty I'm back in my
Never look back
[Master P]
How could a nigga shoot enough callings of the clip and kill three
One hit away I'm here for a reason this was meant to be
pressin me
Peddling
To your horsepower I’m ketamine
Can’t let my lil man down
Can’t let any a my niggaz drown
Can’t let these bricks be found
Can’t let my
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