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Yall took a thing I love the most and now you playin with it
That which keeps me sane is now the thing that drives me crazy
Spent a weekend in
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
Sorry if I can't get to the phone right now I was probably running home
Don't lose you're faith in me I'll keep my promises
If I said I'm gonna be there,
to chop it up, now Im
Fresh up on tha block
Movin rock
Got my Glock cocked
Haters wanna stop but they can't
Gotta keep a drank and I'm drivin
Boy comin
to chop it up, now Im
Fresh up on tha block
Movin rock
Got my Glock cocked
Haters wanna stop but they can't
Gotta keep a drank and I'm drivin
Boy comin
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
late
Still showed up high
I can't even lie
Pain made me great
It's the reason why
Uh, Ima always try to keep the peace
Hope you can relate
You might
some sinners
Pray I don't see ya
Ain't no church goer, but I'll send ya Gods way if I need to
I said, I'm here for the long run, baby
Can't get rid of me
ocean
So you know I'm sliding in
I want that brown sugar loving all of the spices
You can't keep promises
But begging me to fall in love again
Thought we
Fixin to chop it up, yeah I'm fresh up on tha block
Movin rock
Got my glock cocked
Haters wanna stop but they can't
Gotta keep a drank and I'm drivin
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well, I was coming home late
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well, I was coming home late
need ten mil' in cash, I take it out right now, miss (right now, miss)
AP sittin' pretty on my brown wrist (my brown wrist)
Okay, pray my fans forgive
Chris
If you ain't putting a dollar in my hand then keep yo two cents
I don't wanna hear about it
Higher then a Spirit pilot
My shirt say Essentials so
of many Mexicano poets but not saying that I'm king
Down for the brown I'll show it cause I know it is
The Brown Crowd vida esta loco thing
And I
know I'm doin' it for the slimes baby
Thugga! I'm a big beast yeah wildebeest
You can't see me, I'm tired of these streets
I will remain a OG when
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
tonight)
(Race against life)
Long as you said when
(Well, I couldn't)
(Passes you by)
Ruth, how do I carry on
(Care less!)
(Can't reach the end)
Your words
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game
I just wanna freak that,
is to it (that's all there is)
If you can't funk with the style that's goin' on
Then you need to be sittin' down
If you can't funk with the style
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