Lyrics:
Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason
Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin
By the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach
Double up, three or four times I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
bee i could be myself
But now im lonely by myself i can use your help uh
Chorus
Wine for me wine for me wine for me
Just shine for me shine for me
a crazy place
I'm stressed out, don't fuck with me, might catch a case, nigga
I'm tryna keep it cool, my homies tellin me chill out
I'm tryna keep it cool,
the shooter's surrounding you
Ben Franklins, like I'm tellin his story too
Blue faces, getting sadder to look at you
Game locked, learnin Kurt Angel finish
your girlfriend's obsessed with me
But that's a story for another day
And this is why love is fucked
'Cause you went and put your trust in her
need a nympho
On kids baby girl, I need a big freak
Type to kiss her home girls then kiss me
Wockstar, I aint sippin on bub
If you ain't pour a four, you
to pals
But the beef still dey so I dey carry knife stroll
No wan hear say by mistake them carry my life go
No
Daddy they there oyoyo another story of atutu
let me think
I been in the cold
The story untold, about to unfold
How do you expect me
To ever believe you want be wit' me
[Missy (Nicole)]
of dawn
Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
And Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife
Over in the corner was a beat up grand
Being played by a big fat
a "G"
I’m playing a sharp game
Gimme love, all eyes on me, like Dre-Pac
Hold up
Not claiming to be like the forefathers
Big puns taking my "L's" to go
I got a story that's never been told
I’m just too solid, man I never fold
I got good teeth in my mouth, some are gold
Such a good heart that that
[Havoc]
Now here's a little story I got to tell
About a gangsta-ass bitch, y'all know so well
It started way back, in history
With Lil' Kim,
2001 [Incomprehensible], motherfuckers
Dr. Dre started it, I just finished it
I mean, [Incomprehensible] with a big homie that far
Feel me, I do
, myself, me, my dope, me and my chrome
Got paid by cops and judges, I budge when I buzz
I got the City of Long Beach goin' crazy for drugs
I tellin' you
I don't want the story o
story story, story story story
don't tell me story o, I don't want the story o aha.
tales by moonlight
(by moonlight)
you
there shocked as hell
Like, "How the fuck you remember
This shit that well?"
Feds be tellin' niggas what to say
Don’t get me wrong
It's still rattin'
of dawn
Now the folks was havin' the time of their life
Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife
Over in the corner was a beat up grand
Being played by a big fat piano
South Bronx punt, stab him like, oh no
That machine gun funk, big popper
Malcolm X by the window of the chopper
You niggas lost prophets
Been
too
I was just tellin' my ex when it come down to bitches I got me an avenue (woo)
I was just tellin' my ex when I catch her lil' boyfriend I'll fuck
Yeah all around the world
Big Bub, Snoop Dogg (I got love in the streets)
Real love
From the streets to the suites (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go
just tryna get on base
My homeruns bring me back to this home place
I'm writin' rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
Tellin' all stories in
dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight
Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache
karats nigga
(Yeah)
Step your game up
That's why your chain ain't up niggaaa
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where
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