Lyrics:
rain
Ion fuck with no nigga, cuz most of dese nigga lame
Need to stay in yo lane, can't relate you lames
Me and you can never be da same, I'm too real
right
What you join tha game for you lil busta
Now you want to cross us out and disrespect us
Must of thought we was bustas or somethin'
I drop two
' cake
An' my moms a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run
Before pussy niggaz try their hand
I'll kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't
your reflection
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]
There is no king for the throne I seat
All by myself, so alone I leap
For the young boy, daddy
the last time
now you gon' shine?
let me put somethin' on ya' mind
lil' cowards takin' hits
and protecting shit
it's a for sure thang
i'm a brang
reachin' in my stash
Last year, I made two-fifty, I don't brag
Seven hundred horsepower
Who that nigga on that neck?
I fell off a lil' bit, but this year
I'm
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
gang, switch gang, SG automatic
I pity the fool for nothin'
Richard Mille or a cool two hunnid
I'm with Lil' Mills, I know he gon' kill
But ain't
You take a Perc' and I take two, I be high
Hey (I be high, hey)
Shake time, lil' nigga, well, by now
I don't even like weight (Well, by now)
I ain't
nigga, Cash Money HB
Gotta lil' somethin' a lot niggaz hate me
It's all gravy, I'ma get mine dawg
Until the day I day I'ma get my shine on
Ride on chrome,
house with your spouse
I'm doin' the nasty i'm a felon, ask Jay
I rob industries and ashtrays
Branson and hashy
And wrap somethin' and burn the place
Ya
know about times it was lit
Seventeen summers been runnin' this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I heard lil' shawty was fuckin' a Crip
Bought her a blue
Young nigga turned somethin From nothin
Young nigga got it out the mud Hustlin
My 2 40s stay together like they Soul mates
Got the lean by
somethin' wrong, I'ma just make it right (Make it right)
Ay, ay, guess I was traumatized (Ay)
By the false light
It was shinin' too bright in my eyes, but now
these boots
Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt
Bulls eye bitch arrow in yo throat
(Hook 2x)
(Lord Infamous)
Beat,Rob, Break, Murder, Erase
Don't
or bust
We wrestle down elephants, two hundred grand per tusk
The ball spinnin', spillin' Spades on Asian women
Love them pretty black joints, lil
way
Used to barely get by, now we gettin' paid
I had already knew they was finna hate
Canary-yellow diamonds, lemonade
A lil over a four in
ain't worried 'bout 'em
My only goal is to keep courage and to make it off the bottom
Oh, I was raised by the Chinese store
Even though I ain't Chinese
walk in the store
One stares two texting
Fuck that shit
Did the dash like Jetson
I heard coughing
Corona they catching
I’m surrounded by demons
We gone make 'em:
[Chorus 2x]
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive
Jump, jiggy, jiggy,
[Gunshot]
(Chorus)
[Bizzy Bone]
I'm lil' ripsta, im...
[Krayzie Bone]
Leather face comin' to kill them at night
[Bizzy]
Die Die Die
[Krayzie]
so we buck
awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. (You listening?) Hey.
If you really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. (Punch that bitch) Ho.
There
Lil MAma
There is somethin that I gotta tell ya
cause I know that a brotha got needs tonight
now I aint trippin on ya velvet cuz that's just tight
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
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