Lyrics:
playing hockey
Puck is on me they really can't stop me
They wanna paste but cannot copy
Going up but that don't mean I'm cocky
Seat filler I am not not that
they straight ate him up
And since these copy cats
Like to go so hard with acting and stunting
I'm ma come and then
Drunkin' monkey, Kung Fu junkie
Chun
shit bitch know me now
Fuck the crowd, they lonely now
They yearn for me like the only child
Concerned for me like I am ignorant
Murda Mitch, let fire
rocks off (woo, got my rocks off)
She sucked the socks off of me and they was Gucci (woo)
I bent her over in the Bentley Spur and I didn't eat her
alone you might want to gimme some
Then here I go creepin' in your window
Bend that ass over and I'ma fuck you like a dirty hoe
You know I'm pimpin'
And leave the room when a nigga try to sleep with 'em
Getting high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, wild
the pocket, deliver shots like Brett Favre
Go toe to toe with me, I'll show you the next star
I'll enough just come and cut a few heads off
Not a killer, I
B-grade the G way come find me
Let's invest in, the West End, get paid
Hate to clean up I hired a maid
Hits come quick but they're not minute made
Simply
honey
'Cause if they ain't got no money
They can't do nothin' for me but get out of my face"
"I know what you mean girl
It ain't no wild thing
She a freak freak
Do it for the camera
Like freaknik
Awwwwwww
Skeet skeet
Skeet
Girl go wild
Baby let me see
Awwwwwww
Ride that
Like you did it before
though it ain't no black
I'm proud to yack is the malaysian rap
I like the bass and the kick drum go boom
the party's really getting wild 'cause the new
facts no
She just wanna fuck me then take off with my cash oh
My niggas stay ready, they always on max go
So I just sit back and relax, watch my racks
right to his fat ass mouth
But now I'm assed out, 'cause these fools on the freeway
be driving like they ain't got nowhere to go
You know those fucks in
the same way
The God P walk with a limp, see
But simply, to simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me, you must be bent, G, don't tempt me
I had
by wild boys you won't get up no never
Do anything for each other no matter the measure they roll together
I dedicate this track to Richard Kyte
or die
Kill or be killed in the coupe so fly
Man the niggas over there tried to shoot your guy
Man the fully automatic .22 go by like damn
And they fly
they asking what do he do?
I was in the trap like the hen with some kiddo, kiddo
Money conversation I ain't playing with my business, business
Had her by
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
Travellin' the planet walkin' on so many stages
Made me realize dimensions gettin' jumped through one a daily
He's an alien, Eddie Arkadian
In love with
know you be cappin
Boy you not my kind don’t come over this way
He’ll die before trying that’s on his grave
These bitches be fakin they want me to go
started called the Cowboys?
[Sadat X]
These are just my Wild Boys, my man from the BX
Most of why'all call me Sadat but over there they call me DX
so fly, I can't go fly
Private, 'cause I handle mine BI
They call me candle guy
Simply 'cause I am on fire
I hate to have to cancel
My vacation
watch I let this thang go
Why the pussy niggas playing with my name for
Probably cause we dropping dick off in the same hoe
I’m from that wild Wild West
don't mean shit to me
Cause shit bitch I'm about to go wild
My skill is evident
I'mma leave a dent on the world
Make it hella bent
All of my money spent
I
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