Lyrics:
much, sayin' ya oughta see us
It's like this here
I rock the party with Cartier wristwear
In the six, pretty bitches with the long hair
And I got lots
life
The 40th Side of life, dunn we keepin it tight
[Cormega]
Yo it ain't just the music
Group aspirations or ghetto illustions
It's the product,
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
'Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
'Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living
outchea catching they second wind
Meanwhile my artist homies just decided to begin
While I’s already being blessed with new musical gear
This ain’t me
the greyhound with your greens on,
State boots, yard style this scord a' me
I meet you at the port authority
Jump in the V2G
You finally free
Long time no
on the block, who is he?
Set it dunn, me and my automatic likes to get busy
Ghetto representer, there ain't no motherfucker better
While you be catchin
Little whiskey on the rocks
Brooks and Dunn on the box
Marlboro haze in the air
Something like a movie scene
Yeah, a technicolor dream
You look
bitches swear they in love but it's just the X
Niggas act like, my coke ain't long in stress
Like I don't keep two shotguns, under my chest
I flip,
don't like how I'm living?
I don't like how I'm living
Tell em' when I aint living I'll rest
You get what you're given
I'm a take what I want
Yeah we
know about this type of shit, snitches do exist
To all my dunns, holdin' guns
Gettin' funds, watch ya self
Through most of ya crimes by delf
Now some
like I'm suppossed to be
Somethin spoke to me, it was this little nigga pokin me
I heard sirens now turn around about to hit em
Son was pro nine with
a masquerade!)
You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (masquerade!)
I'm on first so this ain't a rap verse it's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die
[HAVOC TALKING]
Lets do it dunn...My man...That's why I keep my mouth tight.
Ain't got no worries for why'all niggaz man...y'all niggaz is crazy
cock a deuce bang
I rock apocalypse like I ain’t living for a thang
Knocking
So knocking
The beat so hard
Whose stopping him?
The heat seeking bars so
'm living, I'm living, I'm living
I'm living, I'm living, I'm living, I'm living
I'm living, I'm living, I'm
We are fine
Hard to come by but long is
Juice & Gin
It's the rapper, the gun clapper
Yeah it's him
The 41st side and we at it again
You ain't come up hard like Hav' and KB
You ain't living like
Like a bakery
Up this ting
Take the joint off safety
I don't know about you
But I know bout us
But we over here living
I don't know about you
But I know
They tell me who they favorite
I ain't hatin' but they trash to me
Y'all know this my world so I'ma
Hold it down like gravity
I'm bitin', that's
this nigga tony
It's a niptuck
Hit you with precision
Money like we robbed a brinks truck
You ain't bout no action
Once I show you I give no fucks
Dawg
on surface
Look but I feel this good in so long I am living past In so long
I've been on my grind for so long so long so long
Moody moody moody moody I just
bullshit, back up here I'm living wit Binky
Y'all niggas ain't ever gon get this shit, you fucking wit me?
We done already told y'all I'm taking over the city
Won't stay the night
Sorry bitch, i lied
Just let this slide
Like my dick slide
Sorry I won't reply
Holy ghost ain't i
Holy ghost her will i
Holy ghost
I know his truck broke down and
Y'all packed on up and skipped this town
Everything still says you hang around here
Like those black marks down
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