Lyrics:
enough would ever say racism ended
I get winded by the weight of it all
'Cause everybody talkin' shit but don't know nothin' at all
Yeah, I thought I
go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
Tell me, what the fuck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, fuck is you mad at?
I never
mack, I push your shit back
Ferrari F-50 jet black, I'm 'bout to get that
Ladies love L.L. But they let me hit that
Is it the way I look? Or is it
Starin' at these four walls, angry that they're starin' back
Took a while, now it's finally understood
Would we change it if we could?
I swear if this is
we've been walking forever
Well, Thalias tracking system says we'll be there in just over an hour
Shit, at least we got good walking music or is that
and have a kick
And the twist 'cause niggaz be havin shit
Like bitches on Set It Off, dank
Niggaz be sniffin' dark bank
Mission accomplished boss
muthafuckin' house, in the cut, goin' for the green
Protected by the tec, nuts,
guts, and heart in the city where it's all death
In the hood where niggas can't
I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin? me
I was like
And then I started doin' some real joints on there
I'm just like, yo
This shit, this is it right here
Then now the shit is finished
feel the breeze
Put you on my team, don't need referee
We running this shit when its 4th and 15th (damn, damn)
Who the fuck fresher than she, who
Multiply simple logic
It's rules you can follow
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
it has
To be about fucking
Sex, masturbation, incest
Or anything gross like that, you know?
Mark: Is there anything else in the world?
Tom: There's
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin'
And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blarin' the system in
Head down, ass up; I’m in tha club lookin 4 a big butt
Head down, ass up; Oh shit, there it is shawty back it up
Shake that ass, shake that ass (aye,
We got it all from Heron to Fishscale
New York to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver strobes
Going around the globe,
Under Siege
When I'm in L.A. the six-four is ill
When I'm in the A-T-L it's the Coupe DeVille
When I'm down in Miami, I'm hoppin through
With
the bitch a phone
Now you screening in all the calls
It's about 4 AM she ain't nowhere to be found
Some-where wit her friend dick in
Face and turned to ground
nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily (this shit a daily)
Lil' bitch say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' bitch she gave it (man, ho, you gave it
a bitch while niggas is homeless
See niggas get piped over dice, wiped out, over 4 digit price
Damn near broke my heart, made me so sick, I had to go shit
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
an girls listen to me
It is I that you see
Gettin' high niggas be
Gettin' by on these streets
Do or die on these streets
Hit 'em high meet defeat
Wit'
other rapper got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused
I wasn't even in New York, I was just in the cruise
Somewhere way
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