Lyrics:
you just watchin'
(You just watchin', aye)
Imma win and make you watch it
Aye, aye, aye
I see the glances and movements
(I see 'em)
Assumin' you ain't
material, the time zone, I enter
It's calculated by movement, from pushed pieces
Advancements and development, once the pawn reaches
To 8th ranked, now
on the marble and your feet
Got half a life to live, cause I gave all that I need
Alabaster round my spirit- follow left o' east, I
If anyone unsure
About where
these directions
They'll make one thing clear
My dear, come on and get it
Two knocks followed by three
On the door, room 417
Grand Hyatt down the street
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
I'm 'bout to let these niggas have it
School of hard knocks I graduated
I got all my real straight from Baby's
Laying by my chopper, chopper by
need money I don't need love
They twist the truth like how you lie like that
And you know cutty broke the rules how you abide by that
I'm in buckhead for
think that I'm gonna be
Sick from the words
It's gone to my head
And the music plays
And I think that it might knock me dead
And if its over before I wake
Run off with that pack we play manhunt on ya block
I'm in the trap still and I'm posted by the pot
Fuck that lil thot bitch I only want the gwop
MEDALI
Here i go, sonjahreal hallooooo
Aku masih melangkah dengan status pro bono
Masih di movement nang kene nang kono
Tanpa complain slow ta buru
call me yeah
He removed all my transgressions as far east from the west
I don't have it all together but til' I die I'll give my best
Used to wonder if
Damn Gucci Mane, you so unruly
If I'm standing in ya way, then pussy nigga
Come move me 10-17, yeah that's my movement
Got 10 young killers on the back
what
If you don't give a fuck scream
(We don't give a fuck)
Let's take it to the room face down ass up
Joe Budden pump pump pump it up
East coast scream
on the bench
Bench press em while they play in my hair
Ooo oh
Not a care
But I'm not a player
Cuz if I was I would keep a few
Girlies by my side,
Down to ride
Girl I see wanna blow my high
You tryna be main but you my side
And when i get it always hit it from the side
Girl i take it you wanna be right by me
hit the floor
And I'm knock knock knockin on heavens door
Asking the lord to take care of my baby
Cause there is power in folded hands and God hears
(yeah we went choppa shoppin)
Uhh
Ay it's a movement, it 'bout to be some changes
We will be respected, what the fuck y'all niggaz thankin?
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
I blast off (What)
I'll be on a different level then the last one (Ok)
Some people told me that I wouldn't make it that far (On god)
I got some
talking my shit, learned this shit from my father
Whoever want smoke, I go harder
You take it far, I take it farther
When they say you ate, I think birthday
on the east coast
Oh
Better knock that fear out of your head
Don't be afraid
Gotta get that Aubrey California girl oh yeah
Oh
You gotta lot of history,
and knock ‘em down it's like tic tac toe
We on a roll spitting flows every day of the week
We might not got alotta dough but we get paid by the freak
We move
Here's a record for you homie, 'cause I know you got caught
One love, East Side, that's how we do ride
D.P.G.C. we do or die
Oh yes we're fresh to death,
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
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