Lyrics:
and a clip
Close range, laying hands, it's a fix
You live for Him, let Him hear about it
He died for you, let me know about Him
He died for me lemme tell you
in the clip,
I wouldn't pull one not to unload everthing on you bitch!
I wouldn't say what I feel, then later pull a switch.
I wouldn't claim It's for
They only talk to you when it's beneficial they don't fuck with you for real
And with that stick my nigga been official hit that target for the kill
chasing)
On my grind 24/7 you niggas be playing (You niggas be playing)
Only you weak niggas and my ex bitches be hating (These bitches be hating)
Money come
I'm a quick death wrapped in a threat
Tell these fuzzy little weak-heart bunny babies back up or get wet
Nevermind where you draw the line, I got
status, she calling me Kozuki Oden, cause I'm the head honcho
Cowgirl by my side, but this is no Mustang, we up in a double S Maro
Only talk to real niggas
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
addiction in the V inhaling chocolate
Fit the sickest flow description, clips are hard narcotic
Money standing by the hobbit
We managed, ran back out
addiction in the V inhaling chocolate
Fit the sickest flow description, clips are hard narcotic
Money standing by the hobbit
We managed, ran back out
a baby in a stable, by an unknown father,
Who, me, jelous, what do ya mean!, I'm a material girl too, I've been on MTV, once, I made a video with Mick
people protestin' in Minneapolis escalated
As demonstrators were lashed by tear gas and rubber bullets
The main message here, the main message here,
school burners with
barrels big enough for you head to fit in the circle shit
What you holdin Canibus?
[Canibus]
30 bulllet banana clips
Just
to the side
Betting on a dream
By betting my reality
Begging a higher power in a plea
‘Breathes’ just fucking let me be happy
Lusting for anything
That adds
to Cali, we flipped this
Broad day, Chef'll saute, his lyrics is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae stuck in position
Bout to flame broil his
You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man
[Chorus: x2]
Eh yo thug niggas know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a nigga brain
the sound makes a lot of doe
Gym Girl I’ll put you in my video
Like an Angel I know you’ll glow
Get ready; it’s time for the show
We’ll never be the type
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
the gate in, take my place and blatantly be complacent
With what you other rappers sayin' about me hatin'
Fucking save it before I flame your face and use
This thing right here is for my people
In the streets,
(swizz beats),and this thing right here will
Take ya ass of ya feet.
Verse one: drag-on
F y i, better mind your business
Gotta grind from the start to the finish
Only the real ones stay relentless
This for dem niggas that be in
triffids knitted out of early morning eye lids
I once saw the largest cruise ship in the world get sunk by a prawn
and a man of who died for nothing. I've
could teach em a lesson
By my lone so I can do it for my kids two
Sisters murdered brother doin bis (business)
I promised the clip I had to do it big
My
to issue the pain
And distribute some cocaine
Can you fuck man, nah nah
I'm known for loosen' brains
Bitch you think that I'm playin'
Go to war by myself,
I got a message in a bottle
Wrote up real nice like
It read retire, and I mean by tonight, tonight
They must've drank out that bottle, so
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