Lyrics:
the ranks
Promise to hit me ill sign you a cheque
Shit is just weird cause I feel like a pimp
Niggas my hoes and I'm selling you out
I feel the money man
Comes back with a body blow, hittin' hard as a fuckin' brick
Don't fuck with the mastermind, I'ma tell you like that
Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll
back to you
I'll always come back to you
Always come back to you
I saw you rewrite my story
And you changed out my name
And I remember what you told me
that you somethin that you not
Boy big chillin while the work is payin off
Something like a sloth
Dro get delivered by drone to the door
Man I ain't got
be
[01:00:00] E get as e be o
[01:11:00] Mehn they wan start o
[01:14:00] Everybody on my neck, move back o
[01:16:00] I'm still here, so you better
take quick naps
By the end of next year I'll have 10 plaques
High school touchdown when I run it back
My name should have been Flip-200 packs
Bought a F
walking in my sneaks
I don't think that he coming back
I was broke fuck that
Usain bolt ran up the racks
Niggas hating cus they broke
Ill show you how
always knew this, ha ha
Yeah, boy!
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
rhyme animal,
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
the cut,
Before they even called me Kurupt,
Ridin' down the block so Ima tell you how I grew up,
I was always in the mix, too young for sticks
Ty tell
your side always to hold you down
For all my niggas I war for, blow the 44 for
You know I gets down
Even if we trapped standin' back to back
I'll
by strange life
And anger and a lust for women as well as danger
Fuck a reluctant sinner sonny I'm blatent as hell
Success prone so I'm waitin to fail
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
It's
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
It's
finally get a turn you be like,
'c'mon big money! Big money!'
[Ms. Red Bone]
Oh you funny but sonny I ain't just some hoochie you can yank up
By
most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
Don't come comparing my style we never show no mercy wow
We keep on working one day the fake shits go and dropping out
My rhymes like James Ward prowse
Some people out there givin' rap a bad name
Well I'm here to let you know, we ain't down with that
Come on
(Rap music)
The sound of the times, ya
Now you see there, sonny boy, if you go down to alondra
Uh, oh, oh, alondra, I gave my whole life to it, you see this, yeah
This amazing city, it's
back
I think that I give like zero fucks now
You can see the shine my diamonds always cut now
I'ma make sure all my niggas rocking bust downs
I don't
most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time
forever and always
I know I can't get yesterday back
But I'll miss you forever and always
Forever and ever forever and ever
I'll miss you forever and always
say daddy your song is awesome
Instead of gang bangers in school won't let up
I'm fed up I'm wondering if you can come up an red up
You shut up,
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