Lyrics:
it down
While I cock back the long three pound
You're upstairs boning, not knowing that I'm scheming
Just the right time kid, it's twelve in
you have your niggaz holdin' you down
And when I hold heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a nigga to shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by
Hop on the train with me my friend
We’re going down the line again
Get your tickets they’re running low
From the man in the hat hanging out
up in the game, with bitches riding our train
And I'm pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the same
Verse Two: Kasino
Ayo you can't tell me
, train, train,
I'm up in this bitch
With who I came with,
Yeah its thegang, gang, gang, gang
If we go down, we don't say shit
We don't drop , name, name,
wondering
Neck peeking out the suicide doors
Doing donuts in a noose, yeah (Yeah)
Blood covered, blade runner, spray something
Pistol popping the head off
cellphone numbers
While on tour with lines that's out the door
And the people knowing my words better than I know 'em
To get paid off these poems is a dream
WOMAN IN THE WINDOW
I live by the railway.
In a tiny wooden shack
I can feel the big trains
As they thunder down the track.
I'm
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
Tre-Eight Snub it, and don't think nuttin' of it
It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down
it, and don't think nothin' of it
It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down the two's
I swear I got beef with the Malis (yup), tryna take over the town
Came out of jail, would've bought her Loubs
But the bitch weren't holding it down
on the balcony of a local stranger
They don't mind
At least we don't think so, check the time
3:45 ante meridiem
Finishing my cigarette
Climbing down
Back into
me through the night
Caught her with another man down by the riverside
Now their bones are buried deep beneath the muddy water wide
And I ride
Fire
on fools like Pancho Villa
Bam, see ya
Wouldn't want to be ya
Blasting on fools like Pancho Villa
Kid Frost held up the three o'clock train
Smoked
marching three by three
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down to the ground to get out of the rain
Boom boom boom
The ants go
[D]riders,
Three con[Bm]ductors, and t[A]wenty five sacks of [D]mail.
We're all [Bm]out on the southbound odyssey,
As the [F#m]train pulls out
sight muscle
This rap shit is just my night hustle
My J-O's to stay fearin' of my G-O-D
Whether what may meet me at the front door
See the pressure
third wheel one
By a random
Please don't
3am I'm dying
3am I'm flying
3am I'm crying
3am I miss you the most
R.i.p. the old J
Lily by the door way
R.i.p.
demos and did whatever it takes
damn every label slammed the door in our face
but we kept our heads up until we found the right place
[Chorus:]
We been
Had to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass
We alias
They wishin they be us
can't three eighty us
Cause we'll wreck everything
holdin shit down wit they tuff ass
We alias
They wishin they be us
can't three eighty us
Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius
When ya see
turn out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like over Bryan McKnight
Said OH NO, babydoll kissin me as she goin down low
Peepin that demo oh +I+ can tell
turn out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like over Bryan McKnight
Said OH NO, babydoll kissin me as she goin down low
Peepin that demo oh +I+ can tell
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