Lyrics:
a plane
It's a dream, it's a game
Be strong, have faith
It's all worth the wait
It's a light in the sky
That won't pass you by
It's a prayer, that you
Mayhem:
It's Caliente, guess who's F'in' up the game
Now we coming to America, steppin' off the plane
Usually what we on, luggage by Louis Vuitton
I
drown ya
New Orleans nigga, gun out, I'ma down ya
Put niggas to sleep like a muthafuckin' downer
I'm a Great White, you'se a flounder
Fish
Tonight the time is right
To get our groove on all night
Throw ya\' hands in the air
Andwave it in da atmosphere
Until the break of dawn
Voice
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
I'm rappin
I'm all bout dividends
Pull up in a bigger Benz
I know you feel adrenaline
Don't be mad cause ya man made it
Ya ain't dedicated
If I'm
put ya hands up
It's a standing ovation
Ovation my grind is life changing
Step in any city
And da crowd go crazy
Put ya hands up
If you appreciate
become Shaitan widdit
Rap genocide, bitch, I go Adolf in this
Gotta nigga bout to go off, A-Bomb, nigga//
Little Boy to Fat Man, Nagasaki, Hiroshima
Make
jail know they all want you to fail
Know it can get to ya' head but only if you let it
Let's go put my life up in perspective
Couple cases done got in
my bitch I call her Betty Crocker
That my brother I call him hundred mane
And I put that on my momma
Real nigga in the game, I know how
your Candyman
I'll make you say
Ooooohh
[Da Gangsta]
Now it ain't nothin' but the freak in me
To spit this game and make yo broad want to sleep with me
slide divertible, murder ya
Dead and gone never heard of ya
Now we stuffin' lead in the chrome, bout to hurt ya
Pack ya down in the earth, we put work
a true veteran
Ah touch down later, he made It in and then we won the game
With five championships to go Along with that resume, he's ah True legend
was too busy with flexing to go buy a vest and now
Now
Now you gone rest
This go for all the opps
We don't sell second chances
You just get put in da
I see motherfuckers staring like they wanna step
So I'm grabbing my rusty screw driver
In case I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Rio's vagina
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
I dropped a pair of dope mixtapes on the fly
So what y'all think I'm gonna put out when I actually try?
Notebooks full of nasty rhymes overlooked by
little ass in detention
And your bitch is old and raggedy
Oh, she wretched
Ima put the game in a suplex wresting
Cuz it's better when you add me in
on tracks
I kill that forty-yard dash with the team on my back
Bet your girl give me head while I'm doing the Fat
Joe lean back machine gun rap no Kelly
This
Crack a cigar, put a safe in it (Smokin')
Ransack your momma house
It's just a safe in it g-ride in the hood
Listen to Blakk Tape in it (Uh, huh)
Fifth
Sane
I’m saying Rocks ain’t easy
Niggaz are my back bone
I ain’t gotta be da baddest
I say I’m da light one
I can run on status, put me in da palace
Want It All
All Of It You Know Err thang I Need It Before I Start Hittin' That Hairy Thang
This Is A Game And I'm In It
Dick So Good I Charge By
a real nigga for ya
Get mad, do a quarter, flip the script
And rip your lawyer
Spit at the DA, cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about your ass
stay put, they ain't gon' miss
At least not every shot that they took
Y'all look not a day past six
I aged like six years in the last ten days I lived
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