Lyrics:
occasionally obscured by the smoke
I guess most the time, you'll be safe from street crime if you're smart and you just stay indoors.
Do you need to go out when
ear
Yea, we're at the airport out decline from the block
Where everybody air-forced-out
With a new white Tee, you fresh
Nothin' phony with us, make
the city i represent the hooligans
The cruddy and the gritty
The kids nobody care about
So holler if you hear me
Now I ride with family
So fuck if you ain't
who knows me has asked me at least once
When are you going to go into a studio to record your music
Or when are you going to paint some new paintings
bitches see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them clips
how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them clips copped on those
lost focus stayed on the right track
Never been hopeless had to run that shit back
Remember when they never wanna cut a kid slack
Been a real gift by
jump
If you want me on the stage
Your paying for my elevation
It's the great one
No relation to the fakes ones
Around the way
Trying to state dumb
On my
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
shit if you ain't selling any units
Niggas all up in my city, they still doubting on the kid
I done' proved my self worth. Look at my accomplishments
I
it out with the people in the Nola yeah
And I don't fuck with you if I don't know ya yeah
Imma keep it real never fold up
I be by self yeah I done
But who gave you the right to try to rewrite my narrative
But if you could teach me anything, I guess a good lesson would be to stick by your family
Yo,
this cake dawg
Give niggas a break, nah, you know how the game go
Fuck you think I slang fo', to go against the grain (no)
I'm out here to grind mo',
I'll see you mañana
Hating on the kid
Ese mi vale pedo
Lucha Brothers flow
How I got cero miedo
Flowin' on the track
All love, not a peso
A.C.E gone off
bluffin
On the wrong side of my tracks, I'll smash your petticoat junction
In a suffering city, I'm punishing the pretty
And if you don't fuckin feel me
stop actin like you defiant
That'll be the reason you end up dyin
Number two: you ain't the shit so be quiet
Can't be a boss if you act like a client
shit
You can't fit in that life if you ain't fit
Talkin' track to make a track go bangin' back through places packed
Take her back to break her back
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
this cake dawg
Give niggas a break, nah, you know how the game go
Fuck you think I slang fo', to go against the grain (no)
I'm out here to grind mo',
(Buh buh buh buh bip)
Along with Fresh
[Raps]
If you's a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang
I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang
of the 5% an oral tradition's something you didn't invent and the fraudulent rap lyrics that you present. You're delousional if you think your good maybe you
You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon?
Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day
If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time
have my kids and say it was yours
How foul is she? And you wifed her
Shit, I put the rubber on tighter
Sent her home, when she entered home
You
anger, as I rip the pages up
Threw my feelings in the microwave to make my rage go up
J, you're crazy, what the fuck?, But I fuck with your words
Wanna
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