Lyrics:
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
some change!"
All diggin' in my ear for it and shit, deranged!
I grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the left to break his neck
But his head
whole notebook of raps
Every bar raw when I write
It's like cooking crack
I gotta mean street team
That be pushing packs
I'm getting gravy like the 80's
I
whole notebook of raps
Every bar raw when I write
It's like cooking crack
I gotta mean street team
That be pushing packs
I'm getting gravy like the 80's
I
quicksand, but don't get left stuck
Twisted like a loose leaf, 14, I'm smokin' red rum
Duct-taped the mouth of the opp, he ain't said nothin
Pop another
down and you found out she my slut
I got boas , I got hoes, coming in and out the cut
Left, right, left, right, I'm in the streets, look left, right
on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react
levels like I'm playing with a cheat code
Left right, left right, BEP mode
Stop, roll back on my dope shit
Pablo, white Esco mine shinin' like I'm
to the scene
I'm stepping out looking clean
Got a bad bitch by my side
Stacking up that paper all the way to the sky
Trunk on crack Paper gone stack
Trunk
to the scene
I'm stepping out looking clean
Got a bad bitch by my side
Stacking up that paper all the way to the sky
Trunk on crack Paper gone stack
Trunk
me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
(Jay-z is taking the stand)
Ghetto spokes man
Right hand on the Bible, left
Of all the traps some wish I'd fall into and not come back
They want me gone, not here to stay man I'm just passing by
When you see me on your screen carry
Just for niggas acting shifty
Sticks and stones break bones
But the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smoking blunts by
whipping
Then I’m water whipping
I’m right back with that ear crack and y’all niggas know y’all feel it
This music is my drug so i use it and I deal it
I
Heartbroken when you left my world
Man, I wish I would've kept my girl
And I love you
I don't know what I'm gon' do without my baby
It's driving me crazy
to Uncle Sam and his goofy boy crew
And if the dogs ???? I got a job for him too
Cause I'm about tired of the dopeman's brew
Makin crack babies, make my
I ain't stopping fuck a red light
I'm too quick can't get by
Switching lanes going left right left right
Go left right left right
I ain't stopping
times I died
To feel alive
Possed by this thing that moves me
Yet eludes me
It's hard to focus on you
Cuz I'm sacred I might just lose me
The more you
the trees, I'm Running, sticks in my feet
Hearing voices, I tiptoe behind a tree, take a peek
See the whole town gathered watching a fire burn deep
Right Left
You right by my side
You right by my side
I need you off my mind
Sippin on codeine but I'm fine
Can't let go, we're intertwined
Gotta be honest, I
like crack to an addict
It ain't to hard for me to grab it
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block, block
Uh man I think I'm
Aint no finding no
Stack this money make a ceiling woah
Cant waste no time Im not that type
Im in here sealing all the deals ya know
We like left right
polluted by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Who stand up frequently
And tell everybody, "45, he don't speak for me"
(Push back) errybody from right to left
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