Lyrics:
is
You're unlike any woman I've ever met
Is it getting hot in here?
Can I help you with that jacket?
Oh, let's talk about real life
Truth
community
I said it's unity in community
I said it's unity, let's commune
Ooooou (auntie)
Unity in community
It's the way our life really is supposed to be
Nigga, let me just eat on a steak
Top five, it is not for debate
On the jet, state to state, yeah
Lamborghini do the race, yeah
I be fuckin' up
Save our lives through (The) Aegean sea
Runaway now but a king to be
We can't escape our destiny
My legacy for the world to see
Fooled by the Greeks
so hot
Now let go while I'm dropping it
I bought a blunderbuss
I got a wanderlust
It's no wonder
No one could be funner
With a glue compressor
sword again
Mix tape, masturbation mate rate plates ice traits
Guns wit bitches jumpin outta white cakes
It's on for real, indeed, lex leonardo
Shells
ones
And like set a Grammys up for the real ones like
How you forget about Boosie?
how you forget about B.G. and Soulja Slim?
Shit, how you forget
what you want
When you feel this good
You know it can't be wrong
The party's on (party's on)
The party's on (party's on)
The party's on (party's
you want
When you feel this good
You know it can't be wrong
The party's on (party's on)
The party's on (party's on)
The party's on (party's on)
We're
like Troy
That'll make a flick blade look like a small toy
I be on your Blackberry and your iPhone
I be on your Samsung and your Android
You're 29,
there done that, can't lose fuck that
Fall off bounce back, fake niggaz hate that
I know they do, whatever happens gotta stay true
Be real with a nigga be
where the iron be
Violate rights to privacy my mind is on the joy ride
Me and my boys ride, down to Kings Mill right by Troy's side
Them others follow
relationship a fake, or real as the heavens be?
See I got to question it all; family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow,
Fulton, or Clayton
Muah baby, you know who it is, the kiss of death
If the world was sucka free, it just be me and my niggaz left
I ain't neva scared, I got
on your TV
Or FBE with the clean me
Cuz if Troy glass had cooked beats and not linguini
Then he would probably be me
Instead of blocking Rizzy Ray
The kid
what?
So partner tell me what's happenin'
These streets is real
These niggas can't steal, what?
For the jump out boys, when they drive by
So if you're
playin' with the bitches
A flashy young nigga before we took the pictures
I can take ya number, can't be ya man
But you can act like it in ya Instagram
I
playin' with the bitches
A flashy young nigga before we took the pictures
I can take ya number, can't be ya man
But you can act like it in ya Instagram
I
could have been dead stories of what was
I'm celebrating life poppin bubbly
My champagne wish is to be sucka free
Believe these hoes let 'em keep
never be no ho (Oh no)
Let it go, let it go, let it go (Let it go)
Let it go
Dum-diddy dum, diddy-diddy dum dum
Rollin' through the hood in a '96 Hum
and by class
By descent and welfare
We are all, we are all on trial
We are all on trial
And incarceration should be trialed
This system only serving a few
The same every hood it's so real
That you gotta be on your grizzly
If not then you might get pideeled
Like one day right over a powerful dice game in
like a razor!
if you gon'grind or if
you gonna pull papers!yeah
[Lil' Flip]
ay I'm in a Escalade eatin Etoufee
like Lil'Troy its a better way
I ride
And I know that I'll never be here again
I won't let it pass me by
Rage against the machine
Against false prophets and kings
So I intensify the sixteen
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