Lyrics:
California love, california thug
You know what time it is bad Boy Killa
Mobb Deep Killa chino XL Killa
Much love to Smiff-N Wessun, Freddie
Foxxx, Bunchy
checks in day by day im flexin
New pateks n fn get to wet n all that talkin leave you quiet like a cricket
All my products read explicit
Fredo boy about
cash grow (Let's get it)
Boy Wonder, got the game tied by a lasso, let's go (Whoa, whoa)
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
It ain't Jason Rose no more
the raid
N you old news
D rose d rose d rose
Like you're lil pump the repeater
That arose and became exposed
Tryna pose as a rapper
Engross these fans you
started
By the poolside
Sunshine and shade
By the poolside
Rose' all day
By the poolside
Dreaming away
By the poolside, poolside
Life is a stage
Woo
Woo
Woo
Our badness anuh nuh pretend
A straight action affi go gwan when we see them
“Wow”
(Verse 2 )
Shallow grave box in
Nice and fancy fi any boy Weh start
neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
Time flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
So I kept
I'm cool by nature
High as fuck let me talk to you later
Feeling like im outta space alien AI
Speeding up the race watch me day n nite
Diamonds in my
I up the gutta gutta lil boys freeze up
Skeeza all you can do is eat the meat up
It's ten thousand grams of that raw in the freezer
My gun never jam
the frame she don’t need a rose
She going suck this dick until this b*tch go get a snotty nose
I’m 2 violent
N*ggas think I’m pussy n*gga u try it
I turn
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Faleena was this baby's name
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
and that ain't funny son,
So I got money gun, they wet him and his honey bun.
Cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact,
I flip fast on foes with fabulous
Shawty sucking bust a shell in her lounge
Fell in a slump, ponder if I wanna live dwelling on funds
I'm getting close to a cell and a gun
Throwing Dice
lots'll front to try & get what they want
but ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun
get stuck & from the cloth i'm cut
plenty plush for all of us
Q.R.N
Quando Rondo Nigga, ay
Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics
Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics
Back to the basics
relate
She wanna slash like guns n' roses
I wanna sip on the lemonade she sending me
I revolve around it, relativity
Ray Allen with it, shootin' from
****
They could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier n****
Cowards get rolled up, mob on 'em Makaveli
Boy youse a boss player, that's what all
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
biggie
They dead wrong//So bring the guns and roses because I'm about to rock this
Like I've come to make proposes and promoting gun violence
Imma bout
to rock'n'roll and heavy metal
But they still rock some rose and bust heavy metal
See them boys in the bottom on another level
So fast to the point that it up
abide by them rules
I'll rather take her to Saks Fifth before I got buy her a rose
Swipe (Swipe)
(Wells) Wells
Pass that guap through zelle
I'm
you more of a high tide
You're here today gone tomorrow, new meaning of time flies
Drive by's how I shoot to the top spot, n' I make it look easy
Been
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