Lyrics:
Rolex, presidential iced out'll week out
It'z +Bling Bling+ Baby, That's How I Get Down
Bitch-niggaz get found...smellin' foul
Itz Blaow, chck, chck,
niggaz
Playin there for the mothafuckin
Okay, this how we put this shit down for why'all
[CHORUS]
We run this [x4]
You ain't fuckin wit me [x4]
flow that still go for days
Don't you know I could kill yo' ass in many ways
Watch you die slow like as much as you blink
Leave you in yo' crib till
Young g we was born to die, don't cry for me
Just keep the heat closely and ride for me
Cause we family for better or worse, you and I
From the dirt, you
niggaz in the club with them
Damn shame had the chips down before I realized they ain't fuck with me
Still I be sticking and moving
Stand in my way
try me
Get crossed up, death becomes untimely
While time keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding
Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in
on the sheets, how many I lost in these streets
From Mafio to P-A-T, I'ma hold down the fort
Cause I'm the state representative, they passed me the torch
You
see me dats me
These niggaz a lie for da internet
These hoes a fuck for da internet
You know how it go on da internet
Never know who you know on da
somethin' down
We gon' pile on niggaz, wild on niggaz
La da da, da da da
That's a lullaby for you
Better ask your man, he ready to die for you?
We comin'
murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin
A new riot, hittin', and buckin' them down to tha pave
'Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn't you
built by suburban
Niggaz around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em
Niggaz around me want to rob him and leave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one
Let me ask my niggaz (why?)
My niggaz tell me (why) tell me (we die)
Because we gods nigga (and) we go the yard nigga
Because I walk the ground under
Especially for your team
And a forty-five indeed will beam
In between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin to die, we'll see
How many flees when I cause
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
a ghost
Giving me less but some how these niggaz do the most
(Verse 2)
Keeping Playin 50 I want back down
Bitch you know how that Mac Sound
Killa Come From
and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive
I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye
Give niggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine
Don't
alright, Mr. Knox. Wait a moment, let me turn this down.
SFX: Footsteps
Knox: What a magnificent voice, who is that sir?
Roosevelt: It’s the very first
diamonds for my lil' girl
Baby:
I feel like niggaz need to stop stealing our shit
Ya heard me, stop stealing our shit
B.G.:
I feel like Mannie Fresh is
get it for Mr. Crawfordson
They call me really really doe, ain't no hoe in my blood
A couple slugs bitch you thugs'll give me a hug
Real gangster niggaz
So many these niggaz, be snakes
I do my best, but it’s hard
So I go hard, and I let them hate
I really care less, how ya feel
Hoe you can miss me with
Learn how to crawl, before I walk
Then I learned how to tie my shoes
Tryin crime, but it just didn't work for me
Matter of fact it did it worse for me
Fuck school, tryin to serve a clucka
And moms, wish she never had me
Cause I'm a nigga on the block slangin candy
Ready to die for this true shit
Takin
Kinda for me kinda for you why I study away aye
Who Am I Mr Man I'm just Soldier Mac
It's do or die looking forward never looking back
Who Am I Mr Man I
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