Lyrics:
little life like this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin'
a troop, go by the name of Duke, uh
Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose, woo
Niggas stole a chain, but I ain't worried, fool
I'ma keep on spinnin' 'til
Yo, my crew is in the house
Terra, Herb Mcgruff, Buddah bless
Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie
And I'ma set it like this
Aiyo,
I'm eatin' day by day; ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
you can find me with the finest hoes
Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes
I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice, man
boy I stuck
And I live by the code
The freaky it cost me a loaf
And wouldn't beef with a clown
You know he a joke i had to go get me a load
Made her
out now
All games aside, all lames aside
I'm a rebel, with all games combined
All things in line
I ain't heard of y'all, I'm from murder march
One
Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew
but they blame the game Suzy with the snooty two (who?)
The Blockout Thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit I keep my
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
feeling my pain, codeine mixed with narcotics
We ain't the same, tryna jump in my lane gon' feel like torture
Two door coupe and I'm buying whatever
Gucci
is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to having money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems
head leave u red if u blue
I ain't no blood but I fuck with the crew
Some of y'all niggas can't fuck with my crew
Get on the table RKO like randy
She
pouring
Are you adoring the shit that I'm doing?
'Cuz if you ain't, fuck you
And your motherfucking crew, nigga
Hatin' on me? I hate you (Hate you, too)
the beat up
And 2Lou told me I be chillin too much
So fuck it I'm turning the heat up
In a lane by myself
Can you keep up
Ion care if it's cheaper to keep
never die, ah!
My crew standing by my side
Pass the joint we getting high
In this life you live or die
So you gotta go outside
Go and catch some good
I testify when they ask me ta speak
I said that only Lord knows two rants to praise the Lord
(Nah)
I think it's bout time we'd shine (shine)
(yeah)
45th Street and blaow-blaow Ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
If you don't live that, you shouldn't say that
These are my hopes
I'm gonna burn slow
I am the light
Come look within me
Jiggy and EmmV
Sorry to go
F*** the crew
You already knew
Been died before
Ain't
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
never lose
I don't mind being by myself, but I'd rather be with my crew
Or in the stude, or with my family
Only child but I am grown so I gotta take care
We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
Crew, before I put
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
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