Lyrics:
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over,
If a nigga try to come up in the way
Then i leave em' like a free squeeze, pull up with a army
Woah, Woah, Woah, My heart is cold
Its not even
People, confusion going on
Why don't we just learn how to live with one another?
It's not really impossible, why do we have to make it so hard?
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
us and it's time to catch a ghost
Grabbing Satan by the throat and we squeeze until he chokes cause it's time to over throw
We be trying to do the most
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
live before they die
'Til the test the wrong animal then they spirit fly
Just know the game while you playin the tough guy
That's yo' life
(Four by
clinched we reach out for what is dear
We want it we want
We want a reason to live
We're on a pilgrimage
A crusade for hope
'Cause in our hearts and minds
devestating i got saved
By the king and his love is everlasting
Easy to squeeze lead in ya fore head
But went out n solute n me start blood shed
Positive
I’m that guy i feel like the red ranger
Homicide these niggas are in danger
By my side I got racks and containers
You could hide but my hittas are
Hello you, strange little world
Never got touched by any soul before
Look at it´s beautyful face
Fear from unknown, powerful breath of the new
It´s
out the kennel
A dog on four paws spittin' out the window
Jump up, it ain't no need to fight
We may squeeze the pipe
You gonna bleed tonight
I eat
(Haaaa) uh yea (haa haaa mmmm)
[Verse 1]
Check it out I'm wit my man A Con n I go by the name Loon n this a bad boy exclusive na mean. (Come
nigga blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
devestating i got saved
By the king and his love is everlasting
Easy to squeeze lead in ya fore head
But went out n solute n me start blood shed
Positive
remember
I have faith I believe got
My egg wanna squeeze
I can see that it's now or never
Pray the real ones live forever
Pray the real niggas live forever
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
people
My music bangin like vatos locos got rap in a choke hold
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna
heard nothing like me yet
Bring anyone I bet money, live will set
Your honey sticking like honey, nice and wet
Don't lie, you would like to be Ghetts
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
life and sight where you brought I from
No it never easy believe me every little bit that I get mi have to squeeze it
And still ah give to the poor
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