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Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
the definition of a cult?
Whats the definition of a sex slave?
Go to the dictionary, look it up
Let me know, I'll be here waiting
Now I admit that I got some
've fucked up
I would be the big willy nigga with my feet up
But I'm in the field killin' for a meal
Around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it real
words cannot explain
We will never be us again
Everything has changed
Or is that just you givin' up again?
More unnecessary pain
I would ask how we
(That's food for thought)
Who could be the boss?
You know I'm swagged out when folks will tell you losing me is a loss
If you my dawg I trust my word with
no wait
This is what it is
Shawty be calling every Friday
Nigga where you at , pull up there's a gig
All my niggas on, we already killin' it
Set
2040, I promise, I'm not for the moment
I be killin' that shit when I get there and wake up and kill it again in the morning
I be chillin', but trust
the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doing?
I'm sure the general population trying to be more active
But when the light finally catches you, you ice
not on a plane
I'm killin the beats while Opps get slain
SLAY EM
I'm a big body I put in that pain
So watch how you speak on my name
CornerHot back with
No mercy for bad rappers, ain't gonna hear their pleas yeah
Slice 'em up, bag 'em up, and bury the remains
Nobody gonna miss 'em now
I said I'm killin
So I’m pushing up on the gas
Summertime in mass Let the good times last
Cuz life moves fast, never know when you gonna pass Got the music to the max
on my legacy
This is really all that it's meant to be
I built up this wall and it's killin' me
Now I let it fall to it's misery
I'll be standin' tall
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
You know I'm swagged out like this
Just got my bitch some kicks
Like me and my niggas we finna be rich
We got glocks they came with the switch
Like
Heaven help me
If love ain't dead I'ma kill it 'cause it's killin' me
Cold world, they'll be livin' in a fantasy
Got me, it's the only thing I
like Panini
Erema be killin me
You sweet pass sugar Oyin ni
Girl you know you're special
Got me stuck on you like Panini
Fine girl what's up
Slow down
you know what I've been up to
Killin' y'all niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise-colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
really don't be talkin' 'bout nothin'
Somebody take my pain away
Take my pain away
Somebody take my pain away
Take my pain away
I know it's strange
But
ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya
ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya
I'll be first up out the gate (Up out the gate)
‘Cause I'ma chase the Sun and get a house right by the lake (Right by the lake)
I'ma make sure life is
've fucked up
I would be the big willy nigga with my feet up
But I'm in the field killin' for a meal
Around fake hoes talkin' about they keep it real
of the lane
I love acid rain
With haste it changes you, you'll be in pain
My lyrics so harsh, gnarly they be killin'
Chillin' in my crib, while you be fucking
going bad man I might commit some felonies
I been in the lab man killin' all these melodies
I been cookin' dope like I'm whoopin' up amphetamines
I be
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