Lyrics:
All you heard was Big Chan
Don't hit me no mo'
Shit this ain't a game
Street niggas know the m-o
I kill em with words
Serve em like them dealas
Do
So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And then some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
just do my own thing pave my way
I'ma get to a bag anyway
I feel crazy so watch what you say
Yo don't gotta live another day
Used to wake up and be in my
just back up back up Yo way up way up
Or you'll get voself smacked up
like it pad we hit'em up
Too cold to hold yo we too hot to handle
Ladies are you
Came to take the game my arrival was so immaculate
This is not the bible you can't make a God by accident
I'm heaven sent (Uh)
An angel wearing halo
just me and mommy
Then Phil came along, he bought a basketball go to the park
Get your game on Shaq but have your butt back by dark
I was acting like
They never match my steps
Tired of living a life full of regrets
Feelin' in debt
Writin' these words hopin' to make a difference in yo day
Know
Mo' money in my piggy bank then you got in yo real bank
I hustle, yeah I hustle
Man I hustle, gotta hustle
You can't take me out the game cause I
Silly I'm on demon time
I'm spinning back
To kill somo people
Mostly by my lonely
But I call my squad
And they play no games
They gone pull up and we gone
world I hope you're ready for me.
Now gather 'round
I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid down by the Underground.
I drink up all the Hennessey
the same, yo
Cause I was in for a penny when them pounds were the game
So I took a step back, freshened my perspective
Realised he's my brother, he just
high asl need a crib up by the clouds
I been smoking za when y'all was steady smoking loud
I'm the quarterbacc I put my niggas right on them routes
When
Peace, peace
Yo, Nasir Bin Olu Dara Visqu Allah
Fist full of dollars in a dice game God
D&G glasses, cloth Kangols, guided by angel with white
these games
We playing these games
I'm up on late-night thinking about you
I don't know what to do with my self
Contemplating if I need you
But I
Like Malcolm said it I gotta get it by any means
Coming from a place gunshots wake you up out your sleep
Trying to make it global its niggas dying
kennel
Or like yo kid with a kindle, distracted on firefox
While you high on moon rocks, and I pull out my glock, and I buss up in
That whole time I was
Ay yes i'm impressive
This rappin jus natural reflexes
I play too much feel like contestant
Now inna game and i really do feel like contesting
My
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you
And your bodyguard
my mind was, keeping you by my side no I don’t want any problems
Getting close to me naw I wouldn’t do it they know I’m back in the game no wonder why
dat
Backed up by the 95 South and it goes like this, c'mon
Ding ding dong a-ding ding da-dong dong
Huh, true dat, true dat true dat
Ding ding dong
party
Roll it up huff it up puff it up smoke It up fuck it up pass the blunt to Every single one of us
Blow it up to the sky call her phone late at night
a major way
Never knew or had a clue that we could make some major pay
Load up by Rucker's
Gettin step and never know who gon' get shady doin business
So we
Yeah
It's CrimsonMuzik
They already know, right
Aye, they should by now
They outta luck, right
Yeah
JCO
Yo, whaddup man
Know you remember that show
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