Lyrics:
Four or five niggas in a mothership
Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Tryin' to get our
Queen, Gangster, or hoe?
Ghetto superstar rolling heavy in dope man blow
Aspire to be more, materials the depiction
Most of what we see on the outside is
Losing track of the time
With your girl by the side
Laying back in your ride
As you coast, coast
Living life give a toast, toast
Yeah yeah we like
still in amazement by how my nigga just blazing
So much money we making we just toss and just waste it
On bullshit making rain like Wayne and Fat
Got my
You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream
[Chorus: repeat 9X]
All riders
[Prime Minister]
Someone put the key in the egnition start me up
there's bout to be a lynchin on the Devil posse up
to wake em up
I got myself up out the gutta and I made a promise I ain't never going back
Surrounded by a couple real niggas who was down to ride so we
Yo, this that summer night
Posse drinking beers, playing cards music
Balling in the yard, slight limp when I’m walking through
Lacing up the Timbs,
Tryna figure out how he died, they found his head in a lake (I don't know)
Get bread and we skate, it feel like I get better wit' age (better)
They told
We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!
It be like
This that real shit dog, real shit dog, see man, see man, come
What you say? mr.
shit come around (we gon' screw dat)
You see some 80 4's creeping through ya town (we gon' screw dat)
We started the purple stuff down in H-Town (we
For tryin' to brace,
Cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's
Place the cover in a maced
ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off
all three bags
See that? We got a hero, shoot that nigga
Matter of fact, you hit the back, I'll put two in that nigga
Hard headed motherfuckers
This goofies just wanna require
I'll give to who stayed by my side
Others will live in desire yeah
I'm changing my life
And others from mine
For family
to the moves, I'll schedule more interviews
See my life like an interlude
Produced by God and it's voiced by God
Bet the sounds put you in the mood
Like
here
But you don't even recognize your own face in here, fuck it (fuck it)
Independent with a major budget (uh-huh)
You ain't mad at me, you mad your
Maybe only we was hip to stretching out the brain
I felt like Bird Parker when I shot it in my vein
I toss these major losses on a Mingus jazzy strum
the rebel, nigga get on my level
We were born to be kings, only major league teams
Chasing my paper, couldn't fathom my wealth
Built a school in Ethiopia,
never be the same
Seen dark things
I learned how to keep my sane
I was raised by them wolves
Ain't no shame in my game
I live and maintain
Shorty that's
The girls want to go to the party.
But no one is in any shape to drive.
So we called up your guy and when he comes we're gonna ask for a ride.
At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M.
Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
Point us to the center stage (I'll grab
cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect, requested data
What will it effect, when all is done
Thinks Major Tom
Back
cut, we're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect, requested data
What will it effect, when all is done
Thinks Major Tom
Back
calling home
Second stage is cut
We're now in orbit
Stabilizers up, running perfect
Starting to collect requested data
"What will it affect, when all
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