Lyrics:
Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil' Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil' Flip]
They told me I
at acknowledging
All the lives that were taken as opposed to the hands that had you taken from us
Are you following
Are you following
Wrong place wrong time; drive
jewel
We bout to blow up, got your nose up
You could catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold us
And your block a whole bust, live news
Ride through
stop)
All they hate I held my tongue I bit it
They bout it,
but the lord with me I'm with it...
I overcame the flesh just By the Spirit
He lives in me
[Cam'ron] (intro)
You do what you do where you live
I do what i do where i live
That's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is nigga
uhh,
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
and lease the whip
But If you gotta stunt
Then shop by the residual
But take a hint from me
And start ya LLC
Take that Jordan money
Make it mortgage money
In Tennessee fuckin with bitches I ain’t intend to see
This Henessey a hell of a liquor lick her from 10 to 3
When niggas get to spittin or finger
it's always on roam, now see
This, or should I say peep this, type of nigga that get a Benz want to
Change the sign from a 3 to a 6, now ain't that
at you fools
Kick down doors, go and stage
Seek the truth, gain self-knowledge
Educate yourself, as well as go college
Spit from the mind, spit to the beat
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
from the heat
It gets deep, I'm cheddar chasin, takin the fifth
I hustle heavy til my whole thug nation is rich
I put it down for Freddie Smith and Lil'
Make sure all choppers cocked, start a quake, shake the whole block
Take the tip of the jo, kick down the front door
Run from front to back bustin',
he heard a groan from next door,
room eighteen. The Mexican kid lived there, the Priest had passed him on
the stairs and saw the kid was hooked, but he
think about two three places duck off
Get low if it’s hot on my side
I been thinking about you laying out on my king size bed from the back switching
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
go get a jar from Branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer
And go
a year ago
When he was stationed in Texas
They made niggas by 91
They was on their 3rd Lex
The Jeep stopped
We in front of the stores
Makin' show on my
low duck bullets and 5-0
On the corner Badlands yellin bajando (bajando)
narcs wrong wayin down the block in the Tahoe, see
I was tryna get that MVP,
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
that what they're still yellin'?
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun, you know what I'm sayin', Ren? (Yeah)
So I guess I'll die by that
make your way on down the sea,
Something has take you so far from me.
3: Cathedral Song
I saw from the cathedral
You were watching me
And I saw
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