Lyrics:
a demon yeh look what i became
Yhung d lil bitch i be fukin on yo main
Yhung thug nigga and im really in the trap house
Niggaz steady kappin they aint livin
ain't gonna speak)
'Cause they know that I'm a G (ah)
You can get it in the flesh, fuck a FaceTime (fuck a FaceTime)
Better treat me with respect
to rhyme
I got a hitter who stay on the nine
Free my lil brothaz them niggaz ain't kind
We come from the bottom we wanted to shine
Niggaz was hatin ain't
the jealous niggaz fuck with us
(Chorus-Kastro)
We was taught, at all costs hold down fort
And let the Lord be the judge in this all out court
Where
in an cell wit fresh cases (Where the hoes at Trill)
How do you niggaz not know that to me you lil niggaz inferior (You inferior)
So far removed from
Say I put that on errthang. Yea
I put that on errthang niggaz switch up on errthang. Gotta watch out for errthang. Put sum rocks off in every chain.
the blues
[Lil Wayne]
Look-
Now we all do dumb things
Playin' with Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll murder his father right in front of him
None
Big ole heat ar-15 on me
I'm a young intelligent nigga, I was raised by real OGs
If I snap I put my dogs on your head boy say cheese nigga
I been
must hate yourself
That’s truth and and honesty
Made it from the sandlot wit my niggaz
Told em stand by me
Now it’s back and forth overseas
Shit feel
the love, light immaculate on the pelt
By sundown a nigga forget the way it felt
[Chorus]
Wonder how'd I get caught up in this wilderness stranded
Sure
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
Choo fresh out the freezer, gon' work it till you woozy
You been in the same spot two years, oh, you loozy
Lil' rapper caught a body, think he stiff,
Aw
Ayyyeee, come on
Ahh
Yeahh, aye
I put a dick in a Glock and I make sure it bust
I put this shit it ya guts
I like my bitches like us with a lil bit
nigga
Cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane - Lil Wayne
But in Hollywood it's Litt-le Wayne
Don't make me nut
So that's why I got
flexing anyhow any questions? I need a recession
There's just heat in my sessions
Lil bitch I get high like the Jetsons
Why we get high like this?
Its
lack of knowledge
Meanwhile back in the streets
Niggaz getting jammed up by police
A young black man innocent laid out middle of the street
Which means,
the park
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats
And let me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol
Warrant by
most
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two kinds of people
White rich fucks and the ones who get harassed like me
Pull
in there
The way she bounce that ass, like she on Lil Boosie live or something
Her & Her together got damn they the truth
I don't blame Chris tucker, I
Let's get it, let's start off by sayin' I might be fuckin' your bitch like a thief in the night
All of these hoes be sayin' they love me, but
live fake, make money
Then they lose it
My back against the wall thats
Why I feel Lil Boosie
I’m in the beach house with your main bitch
Choosin’ and I
Pack in the mail ain't no shit u can read
Back to back blowing I can't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
Out here hopeless time for
descendants, the structure is made to block you
Stop who,I'm in go mode, you're in no mode to say I can't
You're a showboat wit yo lil bank
I'll stay over here
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
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