Lyrics:
revenge in my mind
I ride past the church where they got his body and find
They takin' him to the hearse to put his body in dirt
That's it, pay my
I kept it real with all my g's
And now I shine by any means
Every day's a struggle when surviving on these streets
Trynna get my people out where
me for all my sinnin'
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'
My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions
By the time he 18, he on his own
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
It's a cousin of the song I wrote a year ago
First cousin, so they can't have babies
They sell Canadian grade A maple syrup in New Zealand
It's
embarrass him
My spear hit his ass it'll Bloody Mary
Him, shotty blast with body bags
They gotta carry him
Meek Milly I squeeze millis
And got accuracy, so
angus
Never blow no heat or tote no bangers
What you see on TV is Nickelodeon
Street sweepers cleaning out your block like they custodians
Pass by's
fifties
Y'all old cops lost it drinkin' the scotch barfless
I don't like movies so I hit up the Box Office
You the softest I'm takin' ya honies they
folded fifties
Y'all old cops lost it
Drinkin' the scotch barfless
I don't like movies
So I hit up the Box Office
You the softest, I'm takin' ya honeys
face it that's growth, pay attention take notes
You over forty and movin' work better be by the boat
Better be by the dock, better not be by your home
Really a hell of a woman
When I walk by
Say god damn she is something
(Goddamn)
I'll just be playin it cool
I'll just be takin it easy now
I'll just be
things the way I do
Better see what the hits you give
Before you try to make a pitch
Recognize why it aint you
Only reason why I'm takin just what
at the end of my street, so it's time to take my stand now
I call the wild because it's time to take the streets
So if you ain't got the burner, bring your
weigh a ton
Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street
Under the sun, the bastard son
Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family
By any
flip flops, nigga (gotta light one up, ah)
Takin' showers in flip flops, nigga
Uh, I seen street niggas speakin' blasphemy (huh)
Like before rap, I
monkey, ex-junky, winner of the fight
Walkin' on the streets it's really all the same
Sellin' souls, rock 'n' roll, any other day
Workin' for a livin'
by the bar
So I buy the bar
Turn the bar to a party
We all takin shots like Kobe
Got all, these bitches lookin at me
I see 99 problems but it ain’t 1
when you rollin' with me?
The forty on my lap when you rollin' with me
It's shooters in the back when we roamin' these streets
At least three straps
Yeah
Hah
Yo
Ugh
Yeah
(Verse 1)
He went from a street kid doin regular street things
Straight to a street king
Takin over the city, block by block
(You're muthafuckin' right)
Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority
Because the niggas on the street is a majority
A gang, and it's whenever
another lane, tryin' to maintain
And baby girl steady takin' dick to the brain
Left no stain 'cause she swallowed it up
Then she wanted to take a puff
I
play at all
We takin off, and break em off
Quick to make a Millie like a lay up dawg
Ok my dawg
Getting to the money fuck a hater y'all
We pray for y'all
it flip now they fuck wit me
I came from the mud wasnt luxuries, Im takin these drugs just go sleep
All they fake love is just numbin me, dnt give
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