Lyrics:
banging back
Then we gon' fade to black then we gon' fade to black
I left the crib walking, drove a Mercedes back
You wasn't blessed with ambition so
the devil,
I'll bring it down like rugby, go ask anybody, I'm back!
And alas, I'm puttin this UK back on the map,
By putting this dude Sway back on the track,
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again
I wonder who they fucked up today?
You motherfucker!
(Got him)
Pull over to the side
cash by the hour
got us on corners
You need that
I got it
days I woke up
Heard my homie got shot at
Blacks getting rich man that just be
a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I
enough of your fiddle
(Quit playing)
Peas in a pod but we're skittles aye
You let insecure living get in the middle
Love you baby you bad and black
right by the Black Gate,
And it's the fire provider til' I get back to Mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it with my
People they whispering
It don't get no realer
Sixteen with a body he a killer
Running around with a stick like Donatello
Man these niggas out to
Murder
Rather risk it all than play it safe
You like to sprinkle salt and player hate
My team can eat, I'll share a plate
I had the black on black, I swear
The secret of Saint Cosme, it is only known by Saint Damião
Iê Paranauê Paraná, Paraná Paranaguá, Paraná
Iê Paranauê Paraná, Iê vamos jogar Paraná, Let us
at odds
We're more like than not, two peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I once gave it away at thirty grams an O
That accounts for all
Call up the rest of the crew
I'll see you there
[Big Azz Ko]
Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan
Went to get the package, got there it was
To the opps fuck them all
Only answer when you call
I stay right by your side
Lost Onetta all alone
In a place I ain't call home
I still ain't let it
To look for fortune and fame
Starry eyed in my seaside successes
And much too sure of the game
First girl I met thereI thought I'd get there
But
to eye
My sister's joked, said it's cause she's short and he was 6'5
Sadly it's true, they just couldn't get along
But as far as I remember, he never do me
work ya jelly but don't jam me back in the day they call $20 by the gram B & fucking with my yams you get a black eye instantly I'm a get her if it ain't
You let that show towards others in the things you do
'Cause when the trumpets blowing, 24 elders surround the throne
Only 144,000 goin' get home
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
stunting and they never seen Nathan
Me and my real soldiers who started it, won't play part of it
But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em
Newspapers saying
artists living lavish While your barely getting by
Perhaps you need direction do I Need to testify?
Whooo!
Shit, here we go again
Get it started, yeah i'm
niggas with riches
I tell 'em, "Get him," they say, "Yes, daddy"
And they don't care how we split it
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy
He hit
black
Well nah I aint Mack though I get L's more with less sales
Rewind it back the more "L" is get sales
Style the track for the majority who buy it
been no cash made in it
So who thought you could get paid with it?
Just crash the club with my crew and then I'm outta there
Hit some skins, act
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
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