Lyrics:
chilling
You just don't know
Nigga wassup with it
Been ready to throw
Nigga wassup with it
Grab a nigga by throat
Nigga wassup wit it See If I can choke out
bitch, she move just like a nympho
And I can't trust these bitches, these hoes be movin' like bimbos
Harlem nigga, A-Town stompin' up in my Timbos
Eye
loco
Bo ni ots)) mi noko
Girl I’m falling
You got my heart and my soul
My brain head and my toes 2x
Girl I’m falling for you alone
My eye get say u
Mad soldiers out in the field, busting they steel
The raw deal, kill or be killed, shit is real
Ten hit me right on my heels, trying to make a thugs
Its late night and I hear who is it?! It’s the homies they got 40’s and some bitches let’s kick it. So my shell toes hop out the window, let’s go
you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I rhyme
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm like mace
Because I back them off with
to fit in my wheel?
Would you bust that steel if, niggas came to kill me
Protect that safe, baby, dag, that's filthy
Whoa, somebody let her know up in
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
away from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (bitch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade,
on production and I thank Lauren and
Clef for my introduction
To the same rap industry
That secretly humbled me
Sittin by the freakin' man
Keepin' 'em company
actin all brand new we true to this
We wreck for real ten toes with that same smirk smiling like derek foreal we uppin steel first
But homie said he
bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it
Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with
I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)
My need I
And splittin' you in two, mane
1994
Kickin' in your door
With them steel toes
Hollow tips will turn your body cold
Magnum .44
59 ways to make your body turn
You got games in yo phone
Uhh
Got em stuck yeah the froze
Yeah
Got em stuck on they toes
Yeah
Girls flockin cause they see the money
And it's comin from
Smoke a spliff, hard liquor shit, Hard liquor beatch
Here I come, steppin out the Vader
They call me D Shot and I'm about my paper
Been in this game
to a gun fight, never needed a knife
But then I make the cut whenever delivering the lines
Sit on the side, with a rhyme pad
With a tin in my sights
Dey say its drugs dat drive me Insane/ But it’s da way dat I handle my pain/
Chorus
-POPPING XTACY DEAL WIT ALL MY PAIN
-DROWING IN CODEINE LIKE
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
mayne!
[E-40]
Uhh, see the crib, see the car, see the fast life
See the pigs, see the medallion on my chest right
This ain't theatrical pimpin mayne this
close cause they goin do me wrong
Blazin frontos in my raws I be going hard
Lookin up to see the shooting stars but I'm the shooting star
You goin see
grab the steel with the crown on top
In the beginning, I like to let my rhymes flow
And at twelve I press cruise control
Sit back and relax, let my
grab the steel with the crown on top
In the beginning, I like to let my rhymes flow
And at twelve I press cruise control
Sit back and relax, let my
with my niggas on
And it's the daily venom with Mr
Bo'z and Kasinova on this extramental
We packing steel because the shit we into
So make way for
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
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