Lyrics:
missing stole my mama Vic
I was just a little boy
Seen that shit like 1080 pic
Auntie strung on that crack
Sold her pussy right by the quick trip
Mama
than any Radio Shack
Black, I stick to bein ruff and rugged
Anti-pop, I guess I'll stay broke (Fuck it!)
A crazy hispanic, Psycho Les panic
Nah, not me
Everything a joke to me
He don’t want no smoke with me
Pull up in a Audi dropping bodies don’t get close to me
Laugh at all my haters
I stay getting
we map trail
get it all back, smoke the black, hold the gat
[Musolini?] The streets got me thinking 'bout my man's passing
stashing, the ?? with
Yup (Yup yup)
No Discussion, No Discussion
No Discussion, yeah
Turn me up Vic
Add it up (Add it up)
Add it up (Stack it, stack it)
Add it up, Add
coming with racks so they call me Serena
My shit out the but this fit out the cleaner
She switch cuz I'm up and know I don't need her
She only wanna fuck
Vic don't forget us
So fuck a switch fuck a switch yeah
Yeuh
I can never switch I know
I can never miss
Feel like will smith with the wish
I'm in bel
(Grahh) (Grahh), Swear thats the sound of us flipping your whip
Stay with them robbers they break in your shit
Smoke by the pound so I'm facing a vic
Been
to go and shine
Yea they say im pretty ruthless bitch your smile is pretty toothless
With me there’s no holding back, your girl be lookin like a snack
She
days with no wins
My clientele excel is like the devil's spell
Drove me to the streets young
So now I know it well
It's laundry mat track, keep the loot
but, the block chirped
Hid work in the trash-can
I rip a nigga off and lay low in the badlands
(Let me get that, nigga)
Stay bent off of what poppy done
the latest coupe
Told my young nigga to stay in school
But he didn't listen now he got a .45 in the kitchen
With a biscuit ready to flip it
My life was
been there
Now I'm in there, sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly
see, everybody acting so blind
That's why I got to be myself and stay on my grind
Got to stay on my grind
Got to make it worthwhile
Got take my time with
like Vic Blends
Red dot on his head, like he an Indian
Bitch tryna fuck with OTS cuz she a idiot
Me and Paolo running up don't need affiliates
I'll Chris
been sus
Sneaking in vents but no luck
Think that you charm but stuck up
Playing with the priest, but the Pope take big bucks
Try to cross me and freeze
on cloud nine fuckin with me duke
Be sure that I'm the crisp man waitin to see Proof
Some say I'm high on life and I don't need your herbs
I'm gettin
Crossin my paths but i stay in my ways
And the day that i change is the day that i die
You can see the pain in the grey in my eyes
I was born with a curse
been there
Now I'm in there, sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly
jealous of Vic
And Vic still jealous of me
But if you touch my brother
All that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with you
And the rest
dick
Till she sick
Like green eggs and Ham
As she started moaning I yelled "SAM I AM"
Get with the program
This is a remix by Z God and the man
G with
(it's Dolph)
Uncle Vic told me stay down with this shit 'til it blow up (I got you)
Smokin' on some shit you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (dirty)
of shorties posted with them 30's by the garbage can
He don't won't no problems big revolvers make him go away
Throw him in the lake they won't find him for
trust me
We not horsing around
This ain't no movie we not acting
Youll get gunned down
Live from the projects
We still in the bandos
Ak 47 by the door
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