Lyrics:
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
Laker
My boy told me I'm the greatest
We rap for fun, you get wrap'd for nothin
We not basic, that's cable
You know we ran it up like ASICS
Police would
nights, no project lights
Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at night
She work hard to bring it to the table
Channel U before we had cable
Minaj's in the bed
One playin with that pussy while da other gimme head
Couple bands and a AP waiting by the night stand
Get my day started
Brush my mouth
hot
And I jam a lot from the wiz' to Camelot
The parlayer, I'll make ya heads bop, par
I shine a light on perpetrators, like a cop's car
From day
the odds?
Raised by men that kept guns but couldn't keep a job
Head down up, down up, that's right keep the nod
Keep the bounce, keep the bop
Keep
to my nigga bevis I get nothin but head
She fake as fuck I hit them up oh no no no I'm not pac
But when you get it like I get it can't complain cuz I got
The transparent kid but still I rise
Good golly I’m feeling jolly
Even without popping a molly
Unlike Polly my pockets fat
When you put in work that capital stacks
Endorse corporations by sporting their logos
Bets are higher than the super bowl
Broadcast games on a nationwide cable
They are luck if they get paid under
Handjob
Drive me to the station
Pop pop
Machine gun
I will pop my head off if you don't say I'm handsome
Flip flop your big fat legs over the hardware store
poppin' yet
Now I pray over ever dollar that I collect
Pennies in my hands transform into some bands
When the series of events ain't according to my plans
I
wanna go fast for the kid
Bro, hop out that car on ass with the shit guns and ashes
That boy nasty, he put tounge in asses Just don't get too close,
A gritty bop, my watch is bigger, wallo's with the gold tassels
Your old slave, with Starkey Love on the shackle
And I stay fly underwater, my toes is iced
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
Over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -
figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends
your fuckin' head
Cause that's the situation that's given
I'm livin' up to the top 'cause this is my only shot
To go and murder these beats, whether you
girl," I begged and begged
But my girl shot again and blew his brains out his head
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
I'll be another car
tired of these kids man I been grew, watch
I can never stop, I will never flop
Eye on the scope yea it’s a headshot
I am at the top, all my songs bop
And I'm the kid who's on the road to driving round in a benz
Top down, platinum plaques be looming over my head
And I'm the kid who samples all your whining
my brother, we ain't do nothin wrong
We hit Dunkin, and Kid placed his order
I ain't even worried, I ain't lookin over shoulders
But the minute I
to take over dread make me want to bop
Bop bop up on their head, a lot of them I've regretted a lot of them
Got me sweated, but ...
Your love is lifting me
both kids got 302'd
Was waiting for my mom up in his room
Had this feeling in my gut like the world was doomed
A black poster with a red S hung over his
dreams, sat swelling in my head
Big dreams, big boy small bed
Wanna share em all but last time I did
I learnt things are better left unsaid
So you can read
the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
But first, I decided to buy some donuts
So I got in my car and I drove over to the donuts shop
And I walked on up
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