Lyrics:
a brand new 444
You want to slide pour a 4
I run it back up lil' bitty Hana
You want to slide
I got choppers by my side
Do you wanna die?
I don't even wanna
with a laser and I might just get a sco-
Brand new chop came with a laser and I might just get a scope (bow)
Watch that back door (gang)
If you gon'
the exit door the 1st response was secure
Now his collar is hot embarrassed in front them thots
Liquor and weed fueling the plot
He poppin' pills to take his
trotting keep moving on
Each day amazed by Jah's Creation
I'm gonna walk my mile
In a brand new style
I'm gonna take my time
Oh peace of mind
Is gonna be my
cause she know I'm getting paid
(On the daily)
Flight just checked in, brand new Smith & Wesson
Sliding in that four door
Cashing all these checks lil'
Closet got profit, every outfit is just another band
Steady, I'm on go, invest in the brand so it expands
Man, fuck all the hoes, they ain't a part of any
One day I'll walk through the door, there will be nothing left of us
I would live on cloud nine; high in the sky
Never fell this hard before, it's now
give in?
What if your hand were in my pocket?
And the door was locked?
And we lost the key?
What if I were sincere?
What if I were sincere?
Spilled your
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
Gardner lost his life while cops stood by viewing
Doing Nothing instead of doing something, Ohhhh a storm is brewing Sean Bell, Amado Dialo and Oscar Grant
Got it all by myself never leave it alone
I be all at your front door now pay with you owe
Don't play with me nigga you don't want no smoke
Dont play
throne counting this profit all in my zone
Got it all by myself never leave it alone
I be all at your front door now pay with you owe
Don't play with me ni
Seems so Far Away
Seems like an eternity
The words I heard you say
Still I hear them calling me
We were living in a world where
Wolves dressed
daughter watching zoey one o one
New york chillen had to bundle up
Rest in peace to stack bundles pick the bundle up
I'm the shit couldn't get me with
Now they moving my direction, a delay on the field
-The way I was built, swerving on the 110S
Where my peoples stay in the gutter like Oscar the grouch
that I'm gone
I see my dog in my dreams Ian feeling alone
Oscar Robertson thirteen plus one in this clip
Don't say you feel me just cause you be bumping
Stepped up in the spot looking like I kicked the door down
Yeen know a nigga that lit bitch you know now
Niggas on they feelin cuz I'm bout to take
Stepped up in the spot looking like I kicked the door down
Yeen know a nigga that lit bitch you know now
Niggas on they feelin cuz I'm bout to take
gonna hate, standin' by the door, I say
Find Yourself With Me
Did not did before, Blood, Sweat, and Tear on the dancer floor, we say
Find Yourself With Me
Right there by the door, Yeah
This gone pop it off
This gone top it off
I'm in the paint like Andy Warhol
This for all my dawgs
I don't do
lit, lit like Bic
SremmLife shit, bendin' by 6
2 by 2, 4 by 4
SremmLife shit, don't answer that door
he's in the UDR
(who-ar who-ar) searching for weapons
He will go near and far (who-ar who-ar)
Up around by Cappagh
You'd never find him there
Oh
Discuss these keyhole in the door by oscar brand Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In