Lyrics:
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Jewels on me come from the Jungle
They blood diamonds
Planet of the apes
Banana clips
And cop sirens
Posted by the store
Cause you really need more
to god I don't trip and catch a 187
I asked my momma to keep prayin cause I need a blessing
Cause I'm surrounded by Killa's wit guns in their possession
Brisbane, but full of charisma
We aint changing for no one, it is what it is bruh
And by the way, we're sick of the term backwards
We got Krispy Kremes now
Run around run around Run around like im blind, Oh
Tired of tired of Tired of living by time Codes
Clocking in Ion wanna make my boss no money Now
Split the money 4 ways nigga
Riding by myself
Foot on the gas
No cruise control keeps a nigga on track
Complete a short goal, wouldn't be my last
Now I'm
from the Westside (Westside)
Glock 40 on my left side (Left side)
And I got that extendo on me hollow points I let it ride
Pull up like James Harden no
yo It's my life it ain't funny what you looking for
king's back with the throne they'd be yelling at
it's been 4,5 years but it flew by
I've been
yo It's my life it ain't funny what you looking for
king's back with the throne they'd be yelling at
it's been 4,5 years but it flew by
I've been
Gazing at skylines
That penthouse high life
Playing that Hi-Five
That Quality Time
So let's kick it like muay thai
Oh my da westside
Girl I'm repping
waitin
For mines
If you
Got it
Gotta
Take it
Can't lie
cin no fakin
If I catch you
Slippin
What You drop
Is for
The taking
By any means
Eastside
Southside
Westside
Northside
We worldwide
And don't lie
And don't try
You come around my hood we ride And die yeah woah
Grab my hand, we
of bars
And we both went that way
Took shortie to the stars
She was booming on the back page
Ass made
Five days
No sick days
Shortie been paid
Switchblade
payed by dollars and cents
On my mama, you don't make sense
Crashed the whip, it got 3 dents
Yall boys two faced, Harvey Dent
Yeah brand new tints, 5%
Got
or a park called Lueders;
On Rosecrans, pass Oleander at the light.
Tree top is to the left, Fruit town is on the right.
1-5-1's and westside Pirus slay
live like me
I'm the reason you cop them for 13-5 a key!
Chorus: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors
real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah
I get a bag every week, by the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh
Watch what you
on pout with the 5th on lean
Trill dvd playin' on my screen sittin' on cream
man you know what I mean
[Chorus]
Now if I catch you at the light (i
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
gon' call in a pinch
It's Donny Dollas
And no I can't holla
If it ain't gon make me no cents
Blowin' cookie out the sunroof
Gas
Careful nigga
I can son
mat' mon joint s'embrasse j'l'eclate
Même pendant qu'la bac passe
Le bail passe elle by-pass pour des likes
Ça m'dépasse mais qu'est s'qui s'putain passe
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
The stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods
Are chased by Grecian Formula'd
Bald eagles
T.V. is mechanized politic's
Remote
God sent wit not a cent to my name that's nonsense... here wit a knot full of wit hoping for cents in a knot... hope that don't tie your sense in
hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot
well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond
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