Lyrics:
the cast that you know
Adding cracks to the code make the track so gold
Pack it and tag it like a warez group release
Bittorrent, grabbing it, seed it
Tightened up the rhymes
In the wild I survive
Slow but steady
Denzel take you by surprise
No smoke without fire I be showing you the signs
Everyday niggas die
Woke up this mornin' feelin' like Rocky
Back to myself, yeah I'm motherfuckin' cocky
If I take off all the chains we can play a little hockey
You
finish
But by the end of this race I'm going to win
You got to learn when to leap and to be timid
Cause everything that glitter ain't gold listen to what
knowing one day
We all shall return to our creator
The company is flourishing
And we had to raise a statue in twenty four k gold for your commemoration
passers-by and kill them.
This way, I will have enough to eat and
survive the rest of the days of my life.
So,
the Tiger took the gold bangle and
sat by
am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
Jealous niggas is gossip, watch me tie up my laces (huh)
Bitches be
mess with me
If I got a problem, still call up Seek, he gon' rescue me
You say hit up Jay for that recipe, now it's rest in peace
Chano you can rest
the encore
If I send em thru ya door
You got blades in your Achilles
Pussio
What the f**k you yelling for
This is hostel part four
It's the remake of saw
This
bow down
By now you fuckers know this is our crown
Two Uptown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie
Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold
Behold the fly-est (it's
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
remember that shit
Saturday mornings were lit
Watching that ABC kids
Momma could finally rest
Momma could hang with her kids
Do you remember that shit
the dome, see now they wanna fill me up
The time is up for you niggas if you ain't down with us
I'm moving clockwise, mang'fun' is'gubhu ng'yam' clock-a
(who?) The Greek man Plato
But I'm the A.K.Ato flow, bro
As you all well know, I do a show
Pick up the dough and ho, break to the limo
Money in the pocket,
one of you, that's inspirational
Dim the lights now, boy i'm baking up
Four corners on the black top
Don't get exposed by these hoes leave the rest out
one of you, that's inspirational
Dim the lights now, boy i'm baking up
Four corners on the black top
Don't get exposed by these hoes leave the rest out
choppin' up the packs
Bitch you not a shooter, all you do is fuckin' cap
Came up from the Mack, so you know I fuckin' scrap
Slide up with the gang, hop out
gotta live by one rule
Remind myself every day not to dress like you
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my
a blade or a gun I'm trouble
Need is a beat and an old rusty shovel
Bury these wack ass niggas, six feet
All you deadbeat rappers may you rest in peace
of gold and a brain of mush
Hold a second and take a deep breath
Your world's not ending neither is the rest
I know it feels like you've got the weight
[Chorus]
Mo B. Dick
We Gangstafied (Yes you know, yes you know ,yes you know)
We Gangstafied (This is for the real tru Gangstas)
We Gangstafied
[Chorus]
Mo B. Dick
We Gangstafied (Yes you know, yes you know ,yes you know)
We Gangstafied (This is for the real tru Gangstas)
We Gangstafied
with you, man?
Nah, nah, see, yo, chill, man, yo, pass the Cristal man
Fuck is wrong with you, man?
Niggas is greedy man, damn
Big ass shits
Yo man,
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