Lyrics:
know it's drama, so they call 'em off
Ayy, I live the life of a top shotta until the day I die (until day I die)
Yeah, you know I'm a thug nigga, but
I said at least they put them bodies straight up in the dirt
Young nigga live like kamikaze, might die to get you murked
Check out my pants, check
faculty
live happily, ever after in laughter
Hah, never seen Cristal pour faster
And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead
Three of mine dead, nuttin
the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my
paid for
Friends they roll
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Chrys' case loads
I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go
paid for
Friends they roll
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Chrys' case loads
I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
knees in the dirt
And you can try me, fucker, but when I squeeze, it hurt
Fine, we'll lose two lives, yours and mine
Give me any amount of time, don't
the rich the enemy, and take their cheese
Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty
Live happily, ever after in laughter
Hah, never seen Cristal
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule numbre uno, never let no one
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule numbre uno, never let no one
never gets old)
(I don't care what they know)
(Still live by the code)
(Still doing road shipping packs by the bowls)
(Putting bodies on froze and tags
okay but shed some tears where's the tissue?
Troubles on my brain I keep inside like a wrapper
This candy ain't so sweet no more getting fed by grandma
Young 'uns with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh
My vocal cords break the laws that
I took a peek, it was the girl from the train behind me
Did she live in the area, was she trying to find me?
Hm, I didn't want to play myself out
the crowd said so
Dance! Cuts rip your pants
Eric B. on the blades, bleedin' death. Call an ambulance!
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum
Invisible bird tell me why do you sing all night long
out there by the motel pool
among the blue and the smooth and the cool
Among the things that
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
takes, a beep to get near me, uh
And mama always told me
I could tell a real girl by the way that she hold me
I live the life of a G
But tonight girl,
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
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