Lyrics:
Straight up man, you got pussy nigga problems
Sho’ man ain’t nuthin’ but a G thang
I can see your G string nigga you soft
And that’s what the streets saying
on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand
with all my boys, you know I'm sayin'?
Yo, turning mad chicks (cyaan', run back ah her all the while, you know?) (check it deep)
Turning everybody
Take control (control)
Control of you (of you)
You do what
I tell you to (mmh)
I'm ya momma (don't call me by my name)
Let's play house (that
I hate's to see that evenin' sun go down
Hate's to see that evenin' sun go down
'Cause my baby she done left this town
If I feel tomorrow like I
cheek and chin
And tousled is that yellow hair that I saw yestereve"
"These stockings belong to my boy Tom, they were the first came to my hand
The wind
and prejudice it was
Murder she wrote
They don't want justice they just wanna string you up white boy
Cuz you won the fight boy
Defending your life boy
I heard
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys
Ugh, all the other boys served that sour
They call me T-Raww served that raw
All I do is make crack inside their heart
I keep 'em comin' back
I'm
love the strings
He gave to me a silver gem
Bound fast by a silver chain
He said to keep it by my heart
cnd there is still remains
The light is
tunes for my boys in the bimmer
Call that music for the bond
I'm Hans Zimmer
Got the game at my fingertips
Rest of the scene on strings, like violins
I
Wanna fight with me
Can't wear Valentino
Still Icy
You see that my money so sick got a dream bro
Coppin' the Lexus, swerve out of the street
Woah
Chasin'
Wanna fight with me
Can't wear Valentino
Still Icy
You see that my money so sick got a dream bro
Coppin' the Lexus, swerve out of the street
Woah
Chasin'
through
But now this time I can spit bars (Uh-Huh!)
Yeah, we hit hard
I'ma go quick, don't forget my bars
Runnin' up checks, gettin' that bread
Told her
Tugs on your heart strings
My heart your pen
Our love song
One night
One room
I'm papi
Next night Next room
That's not me
I turned our love to a
Game
swag like a panther
Heard through the vine that Stormz' ain't a bad boy
But I take care of my fam, I'm a gangster
Yeah, that's right, just a young boy
it
So here's a rose gold shovel, come and bury me dead
You're pulling strings up on that marionette
Now I'm tripping on my feet
6 feet underneath
I'm
whipping
Told them find me in traffic
Life is too savage, surrounded by these killers and addicts
Never ran from my hood, instead I simply adapted
To bodies
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
Little Red. I should have known from the first time when I
realised their special connection, that I just didn't fit in to my
father's plans. And as I
)
Everytime you slide that guitar string
Everytime you slide that guitar string
It breaks my heart cause sure don't sound the same
(Go way up on the neck
twenties and he got a patek, I'm born to really hold the game by its neck, in 5th grade frees-tying with my boy SHcQUON, he became one of the best, we came
When I first found out I loved you
I couldn't give my heart away
But bit by bit, you carved it out
Now you got it in your pocket every day
Now most
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