Lyrics:
motherfucking Charger
I know them niggas hating but
I don't give a fuck
It ain't my fault that they can't keep up
Your bitch just text me
Said she want to fuck
Let's go
My words are bullets
My mouth a pistol
Who pulls the trigger
My mother fucking pencil
My words are bullets
My mouth a pistol
Who pulls
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
he say when you done cussin his by"
you aint thuggin you lie bitch
brave till we die bitch
[Verse 2c: Horse]
??? a nigga that would kill something
heed to these words that I bomb
You don?t wanna fuck with me Saddam
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Slide off in my six nigga
I don?t want yo bitch nigga
Hoes been
I'm Lauryn Hillin 'em
I swear to god if I could
I'd never turn the page
Living the rest of my days on stage
Fucking with bitches that never age
I'm so
for the young and
Dumb that wasn't warned
Help you make it through the storm
My words to my firstborn, feel me
My words to my firstborn
My words to my
It's not over, till we say so
Nigga!
[Daz Verse 2]
Word on the street is that you better have some heat
By your side
Caught your homie slippin', did he
never sold no crack in your city
That's retarded as hell
Ayo this kid a clown
I want y'all to hear my impersonation
Of how corny this nigga sound
(whatt?)
What do you mean, what do mean by that?
This year we move, uh
Yh we move, yh move like that
Take your tools
It's you and your God... it's two
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
been plotting and they got nothing to lose
But if you say the word, I'm riding, they'll get more than just a bruise
I hope you know that in the fire they
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
the reaper's breathing over my shoulder/Will I fall in flames like Koopa or go supernova/
Who could hold the fort down and find a path that's different/
That
INTRO
Benji! Oh, my God!
1st VERSE
Uhhhnh --
Yo --
I put it in a pose —
Keep him on his toes!
WHU!
I know he knows —
I'm exceedin' all his
Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon
continuous
Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin?
Wu-Tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here
On that AIDS
roll niggaz still take your fuckin nuts (nuts)
UGK "4 Life" nigga (nigga), none shife nigga (nigga)
And you can get it by the pistol or the knife nigga
That could make 'em run and get the pistols, the shit
This ain't a damn thing funny (fool!)
Niggaz around my block, start actin so crummy
When Atlanta
Lying through your teeth swearing on your first born
Your word is weak, go hold a wake in this
Hit you up quick strictly shit that I'm livin in
You walk
and stacking up that paper I need mo
Leaning to the side
You can't speed through
Two miles per hour
So everybody sees you
Ridin by myself
With the pistol in
muscle, this shit cock strong (whoa)
Lamborghini decapitated, the top gone
I love that sloppy head, 'specially when she lookin'
Got my pistol by the bed
tank
[HOOK] x2
In this game the best remains but thats a few
If you step inside my shoes you would never make it thru
To get me where i wanted i had
frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
But I'll never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
My words to my
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