Lyrics:
(Ey yeah)
Step by step (Ey yeah yeah)
Step by step (Ey yeah)
Step by step (Ey yeah yeah)
Step by step. Ha!
I'm tryna take over the game
So I don't rest
ain't no other way
By the way I got the game under lock
By the way I got racks off the lot
Gunnin for my food come get it while it hot
Got my fingers
nun
Gotta leave a crater in this game before the clock's done
Now watch where we headed, takin' shots, come and get it
Hip-hop, menace some say we
love in a nigga
If I could paint a picture
I would show the image of a dog ass nigga
Yeah, raw ass nigga
Popping pain killers
Praying for a call, four
stacks you owe this to
The game but you surprised?
Mayne you know this never changed but besides
You prolly blow this on a chain
Now take me to the safe
all these fucking games you play, we pay the price with our own blood
Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
Like you could trade me for everything
and no promotion for foreign cars
The game is ours, let's keep it funky who said he was
Like Staten Island, Italians bleed spaghetti sauce
If y'all
[Chorus (2x):]
I done seen so many souls deceased
That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me
[Master P:]
The Last Don be my name I feel I'm
of these haters
Plottin trying to take my life
I watch the game
Pimp every time I move and throw them bows
Guarantee that I don't lose
How do I ride
You mean
brandish my strap, back like a cobra
I stay drunk, 'cause I'm a mad man whenever sober
On a one-man mission, my ambition's to hold up
The rap game, while
brandish my strap, back like a cobra
I stay drunk, 'cause I'm a mad man whenever sober
On a one-man mission, my ambition's to hold up
The rap game, while
Chapo
My niggas Chicano's my niggas Vallucos
Killers are killers they never show pity
So don't fuck with me and for sure not my city
Juvie guards funny
worried bout a ex cause my new B thicker
Bend her ass down throw it back flea flicker
I kilt the pussy I turnt to a killer
Shooting shot after shot I can't
feels more like a war
That's why I always keep that hammer by my side just like I'm Thor
Like you can catch me with the killers that put you up
found it
(Uh uh uh)
(Uh uh uh)
(Uh uh uh)
Work on myself full time
(Uh uh uh)
(Uh uh uh)
(Uh uh uh)
Work on myself got me feeling like a killer
Queens
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
I wrote you this letter of love
Wondering if you got it
You know I'm raised by killers
They always tell me to hit my target
Moneybagg living
This
bitch
If it come down to it
Got her hands feelin' on my
Think she finna chew
'Bout my game, you know what it is
Leave you in a ditch
Last summer
at the age of three
so don't ask me why i'm heartless son
cause I was raised by some killers
so i guess I gots to be one
I'm down for whatever
dealers
And cold hearted killers
Could it be it's in my blood
Cause my mom sold drugs?
She used to bust slugs and
Surround herself by thugs
Made mistakes by
I was raised in a time of regret and bad news (uh-huh)
So I was taught my values by bad dudes (uhh)
Hustlers and killers.. they taught me wrong
the hot girls at [Repeat: x6]
Ya heard me? [Repeat: x2]
The game is to be sold not to be told, ha ha
Now this No Limit shit, No Limit nigga
hop off
Zodi Dosia killer Lock Jaw duck and hide when the murders pop off off top
I got yall inside of my cross hairs dont cross here
Northern Cali
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