Lyrics:
And I've already broken every law
I'm horror core, this is for the heads
Runnin' up in your crib, not if you still hidin' under the bed
Parental
Yea
Always stay true
Uh ya
Always
Gettin 2 tha money like always
100 Stay official nigga, always
Got love in my city like always
Yea
Flexin on em,
got by
Me and you you and me
We all we got
We can still here but the
Team was fallin' out
Up in Heaven man I hope
He was smiling out
Devil
Mackalicious
Ain't you got a king?
Before 10: 00 Westwood, I'm no good
Shaking from here to back to Breckwood
On One FM rap show
The illest flow that you ever
sicker than yours
Four-four, and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Leer
Yes my dear shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your
flipped that shit and took the bands
And went and bought a Masi (vroom)
Ridin’ with the 40 by me, 2021 for 'em
My brother on parole
He still ridin’ with his
know your by my side
(Aye)
You gotta hear me cry
Remember I was locked
No food in my box
(No food in my box mhm)
You gotta hear me cry
Remember I was
These young niggas, getting paid
Icy on my wrist am rocking dvEight
Chopper on my roof I'm flying interstate
Young rich nigga so official yeah
I
vet
All this shit is tangible
Better get a fucking check
Oh and by the way my nigga
Better watch your fucking neck
I'm out of respect
I'm here
vet
All this shit is tangible
Better get a fucking check
Oh and by the way my nigga
Better watch your fucking neck
I'm out of respect
I'm here
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the Corner's younger
I smell, feel, touch
the war starts
I'm still out here dog I got war scars
You know me I'm from the bottom where the floor starts
When you're street smart, money's your report
shit for free like if you on the feature
I'm the type of nigga they gon' hate on since they can't complete it
I done seen it, did a lot of shit, still I
working
Put it on me don't hurt me
Everything too official
Aint come to play no games with ya
She a instagram model but she look better in person
Make
what we doin'
Buy some breezys and we kickin'
And Cap what you doin?
I'm just sittin here timin' like a Rolex watch
I figured by now y'all
See stars when I slide in her
Plotted with me when I had a slice
On how to make the pie bigger
She said "I'm here by your side
And I'ma ride with ya"
Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code
In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode
I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey cuz
Give me something for the motherfuckin low riders
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg]
Welcome to the house
Here ye here ye come one
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
the stream
You know we all-pro with it, anti auto-tune
Boom, my flow fire, sit by the stove, hit it
Real niggas, official as listeners, gangstas
the weapon-try as I bomb atomically
Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded
By this total square mileage of violence that I brung
I've not yet begun
official
Yeah
I ride through the ghetto windows down halfway
Halfway out of my mind music on 9 blasting Donny Hathaway
Me and my niggas spending
crew to be
Soon to see how us official niggaz get down
Ask around kid it's on when we get down
The rap roads still doin rap shows
Brava counterfeit hit
look listen observe
Killa bee swerv
Slam like dr. julias erv
Still strike the vital nerve
Charter through the magna carta
Trapped like otis and carter
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