Lyrics:
Canibus nigga. You know what I'm saying?
[Group]
Yeah, yeah.
[1st man]
Yeah, niggas gonna feel that nigga.
[3rd man]
Oh, that's the old to the new.
The Price i Pay To See My Son
And apologies in advance for the typos
As I am speaking from the heart as
A man who has had enough
Today i got a call
to you
Got homies now who throwing sets but I'm in the south though
Thought that shit was laughable because I studied Al Capone
Shower posse, Black
"In Trouble"
For real, "Remember them?"
Word up, son, man
"And you need some love and care"
God won't even give no flowers on your tombstone
I'm
this new Canibus n****. You know what I'm saying?
[Group]
Yeah, yeah.
[1st man]
Yeah, n****s gonna feel that n****.
[3rd man]
Oh, that's
doesn't pay.'"
"I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth."
"President Franklin D. Roosevelt stricken late today."
"Who
Skin color murdered by a black man who been brother
Or a cop who been Sucka through it all it be another
Black, man getting to the money
Black man, black
ain't nothin)
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') uh
The streets is deathrow (like it ain't nothin)
I just murdered a man, I'm even
platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
money 'till I die, gimme' 25
Man I might not be alive when I'm 25
Thats why I carry 2 nines, n' a 25
And sell 20's, that'll get you dummy high
Bagged in
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
servin'
You must heard a different version
Now they tellin' me I'm dope so I'm baggin' up my verses
Man they love the way I word it
My producer sayin'
or love it USG on top
Fuck up the shii
She be wearing my glocks
I drink outta ov the bottle she drink outta ov the cup
Double or nothing im stacking it up
Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
(nah)
Running through ink like I'm tattooing (yeah)
This is music to be murdered by, you love
Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
Bread is
and make it a hobby
(Now)
Mama I Murdered a man
Come look at him
He go by Alec but I never heard of him
Told me to stop but you know I kept hurting him
while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm
"look do you want to do the video? You can
be the old man in it." I said, "Old man? Look here, look here who do you think you're talking to... old man
conceptualize human beings
My auntie is a man now
I think I'm old enough to understand now
Drinking Paul Masson with her hat turned backwards
Motorola
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
English and Italian it
Tells the tale of a rich American woman
(played in Daniel Evans’s new
Production by soprano Renée
Fleming) who travels to Florence in
, black love
This is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Sellin' yae yo, playin' see-lo, duckin' po-po
Some brothers got murdered over a kilo
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