Lyrics:
wit you?
I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down, down
Fuck is wrong wit y'all,
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
This rap shit is in me
I just had pause for a minute ain't think about giving up
She don't know what she feeling
It's like 20 shots in my pants I'm
you might walk by
(Never know)
So I gotta be right on time when I see you
RIP, ooh
And something now is taking over me, hah
(What?) ayy, devil on my
gigglin'
You best to hurry yo' as the fuck up
I'm 'bout one second away
>From crackin' this fuckface up
[Chorus]
No need for rest
up, that shit is stale weed
Dumped the pole up at two sucka niggas, now they twelve feet
How the fuck you loyal to your squad? You on twelve teams
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
In the city of dreams
You get caught up in the schemes
And fall apart in the seam tonight
That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx
And it's
And "make ends" is just another word for "pay back"
Paying you back today for this grudge that I had way back
You niggas I grew up with wouldn't play with
the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D)
It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me
You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye
Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your
half-ass rappers, shouldn't have it
So I grab it, never run, the outcome
is usually, a beatdown brutally, fuck who you be
or where you're from, West or East
snortin' dope, you don't know the feeling, do you?
Keepin' my pistol on my side, DB's and drake when we slidin'
Catch that boy up in the alley, with that K
percentage (No no)
With the bases loaded all we need's a hit, boy I'mma still swing for the fences (Gone)
I guess you tend to overdo it when you come up
thigh
Leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
Your so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sort
Of a freaky situation
With a peppermint twist
Ricky
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
I'm gonna rest
Reach up on a flex, deeper than the sea
Easter than the west
Come on let's go
Jordan Cabo Smith
K-Track let's go
Come on let's go
If
Verse 1 (Scarface)
Up early in the morning,
Waken by the sound of my cell phone,
Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone.
Was a homie that I went
rest in peace
What's beef, Beef is when you tied up in the chair
Got the pliers and I'm pulling out your teeth
What's beef, Beef is when you in too deep,
Don't you give up
Be strong
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Things are gonna get better
They'll get better
But that's life right?
Must be love like
rounds, lotta pounds, kilograms on the ave
How you want it? Quarter thang, half thang, whole slab?
Young Atlanta nigga pull a hammer on ya
Pull up
this what royalty is like
If you sticking by the King, I'll make your dreams all come to life
Dazzle you with many diamonds, we'll be shinin in the light
10K to that family in Chicago who couldn't afford it
I've been snaked up by my own family, I've been tryin' to avoid it (let's get it)
Shit they
life you can find me postin on my porch tokin my
Pipe-I'm gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life see some people gave in but I ain't given up
on me, I rest him in peace
I spin with my brothers you know that we drip and we lit (Let's go)
I'm balling so hard they call me a freak
I'm up in
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