Lyrics:
the lyin' before testifying
All I got is hitters in my squad
I could get you killed, all my niggas want the job
I could get you killed, it just take a head
Presley committed suicide?
I don't
It's either kill or you be killed
Ten pints of blood per human, ain't no refills
One thing about us humans, nigga, we
're wiping me out, killed by
Drones, (killed by)
Drones (killed by)
You rule with lies and deceit
And the world is on your side
'Cause you've got
the club
Yo, DJ cool to the rescue
We gon' break this joint down
Ayo a-huh, a-huh, ahh
If you pumpin' this one
In your truck
(Let's get dirty)
Say
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
killed Hip-Hop
What up dun man fuck niggas for real
Small minds can't see the big picture
Get money know what I'm sayin'?
Just had the conversation
I
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
know them bitches can't do it like I dooski
I just pull up, chuck the deuce in some blue denim
And I just heard you runnin' with the lieutenant
I
your ego
Suckers all weird, no let the best go migo
They talk and talk, I invade and take over
Forget Mako, you gonna need a make-over
I'm ferocious,
and cop
You gotta pay for that
Cap like it real, you get killed Cause you not
You gotta pay for that
Fake with that steel, you get Killed by them opps
They
Girl, what's your favorite song
I'll be your DJ tonight
Mmm, the way you hold that glass with your fingertips
I wish I was the whiskey upon your
the chrome, I am not lyin' (no)
He touchin' stones like he rock climbin'
Just me and my man was tryna come up in world that love when you down (love)
Just me
This pretty thing by my side (I don't think you know)
Say she rollin' with the vibe (know)
And she rollin' with the vibe (rollin' with the vibe)
and you)
I don't need no shoulders I'm good crying by myself (fuck you too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
Unrequited love is just
'll probably hate this song
You ever been amongst the crowd but you still feel alone
Talk to no one but yourself just trying to make it home
Killed a show
vent? (Can I vent?)
I won't speak on who I killed, just know I did (just know he dead)
When it's cold I turn the heat on, I'm by the vent (by the vent)
the pussy like it's worth somethin'
Don't just go throwin' it at me 'coz
While you doin' it at the same time
I'm thinkin' how many niggas hit you wit that
check, back on the phones!
I got a caller caller, your name?
Yo, this is Jam who?
Jam! DJ Jam?
DJ Jam! Fuck you doing on the phone? Man
You supposed to be
the club
Yo, DJ cool to the rescue
We gon' break this joint down
Ayo a-huh, a-huh, ahh
If you pumpin' this one
In your truck
(Let's get dirty)
Say
just killed my vibe
I was cold, cold as ice
Tell me why you ain’t by my side
Idk, you’re cold as ice
I trusted you but you just killed my vibe
I don’t
What's music?
Can't touch it you cant' see it but it's there
Very important, just like…
Hey Mr DJ play a Track for me
for I have no Desire as of yet
steal
Come from a city it's nothing but hell
What
Gang
But they say love'll get you killed
Man they say love, it'll get you killed
Verse: 1
Hold ya
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
'm the owner
All I'm gonna say is don't fuck we me shoot u with the 223
One to the neck one to the head All 3 shots just for free
My flow like bee hit you in
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