Lyrics:
now, fuck wit me now
I been throwin seeds in the ground fuck wit me now, fuck wit me now
It's Evo, I'm back
Stay hittin, a la Riddick Bowe
Goddamn slam
it can't get no worse
What you niggas want
Wanna talk slick
Wanna do shit, try shit, new shit
Who you fucking wit'
You and your weak clique
up at the Texaco, now
What you call that? You went in pain
How I get in it wit' you? I'm wit' all that
Shoulder strap wit' a suppressor, MAC-11
Fall
Evil Eye
Ay, ok
Pull up in a foreign yeah
Ay ay yeah yeah
Ay, ok, Evil Eye yeah
Pull up in a foreign
You know that I’m wit it you know that I’m wit
I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore
Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.
A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G
So all hail
She wit' it, I'm wit' it, she wit' it, I'm wit' it
She wit' it, I'm wit' it, it's mine, she don't get it (yo)
Fuck all night when I'm on that E
consciences
And its fucking wit you (tripping)
I aint tripping on them niggas
Or them bitches either (yea yea yea huh)
Headshots for the nigga
Who was
Jibbs
Jakwon
Chingy
Huey and Nelly
Made me wonder
Watching the Cardinals win World Series
Like it was nothing
Hitting the City Museum
Running wild with my
I got it (I got it)
I want it (I want it)
I own it (I own it)
I'm on it (I'm on it)
Let's get it (Let's get it)
I'm wit' it (I'm wit' it)
Your
wit a good vibe
Im a hood nigga wit a good vibe
Im a hood nigga wit a good Mind
(Bitch)
Imma Good nigga wit a good heart Dowm to my last still give it
still fuck wit' you no matter what you do
I'ma always love you too
She say she love me and she love
Me and she jus' wanna kiss me
She like I tell
the money
Rockin Pelle fuckin wit the Spanish mami cheffin up by dellis
Now we got the guns pumpin jums out the back of a deli
Really, these chumps gettin
Takin' mah time I ain't rushin' what I'm a do wit it
Killin' these versus they know dat I'm a foo wit it
In mah city young niggas a hit da news wit
holdin' wit music rollin' in the gold infinite
[Jay-Z]
We keep it raw & uncut for all the niggas and hoes
The first time you sniff it
It might hurt
weight
You doin' shows down hear
But you can't go up state
Now what it do
I tryin' to leave wit you and you
I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya crew
I
No correction when i say we shine to bright
To be compromised by what shade do
We stay wit that light just like pedia
Aint nothin fake bout this love
a roll it up
And I'm a light it up
I'm in the district
Downtown
By the Trump
With some ratchet hoes
That I only chill wit
When I'm high and drunk
And we
Y'all can't fuck wit' us
It's the one with a name of a gun
Look at me mamma what I become is a monsta
Gangsta, fast but I want to
Thank ya for
iiiss.. what I thought nigga think it ain't
For reeeaall... you lame and we off the chain
And the T-Double-D, we bolo
FUCK hoes niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
BOOM!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'?
starts talking]
[Lil iROCC talking]
Man they fighting again
Let's go brake this mess up
Hey man what's up wit all this pushing and shoving goin on man
would half half on a kid she would ask what
I'm trynna really do boy I'm trynna live it up she tell me that I'm her king I'm the one she give it up
J to a are-you-l-e
Niggas can't be seriously fuckin' wit me.
What you holla 'bout
We can hit up an alley and air out
Bullets exit the barrel,
Two knocks ,Wit boot tops
Im on the roof top
Droppin more lead then a terrorist in jewel shop
(Verse 1)
Two cops
Ride by
Loose lock
High sign
Whip
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