Lyrics:
(and i like it)
[CHORUS X2]
[SHORT:] You say it's cool ta fuck baby jes open up
[KIM:] Well since you showed up what's the hold up?
[SHORT:] The blunts
(yeah)
We're losin' again, homie, we losin' too many things
What should we tell our sons?
You know that they will be the men
Like you and me
If hope
up
Chi-Town, keep puttin' them lighters up
No matter where you from, put your lighters up
Now let me give you a walk through
Show you what to do
be by my side
When shit Hits the fan (please raise your hand)
When nothings going
According to how we planned (so what's it matter)
Let me taste some
to you
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi
But that's neither here nor there
brains out
You said you ain't 'bout that snitchin', huh, bet not tell your mans out
I was like, "Girl, is you wit' it or what?" Now I got her pullin' her
your brain
To see what's in your head
Every single human being
Wishing you where dead
Do you really wanna know what's next
I all hear is the sounds
(Fuck is you sayin
Like what do you mean)
(Fuck is you sayin
Like what do you mean)
(Fuck is you sayin
Like what do you mean)
Fuck is you sayin
CHORUS: The Godfather Rock TE ]
Once upon a drive-by it was me and the Ganxta are?dd
MC's try to sweat the dawg, this is what he did
[ singing ]
Time is
under your spell
Don't recognize myself at times
Got me feeling so sedated
Jaded, its you
So addicted to you
Blinded by your ecstasy
I don't care that
Say na you, eh na you,
Wey i dey see,
I've been heartbroken,
I dey sip my Hennessy,
I'm your friend,
I'm your boo,
Not your enemy,
Say the haters,
get cursed by the magic
They just need some brooms
To beat traffic
What's a celebration
Without a punch bowl
Filled with red juice
Drained from your
Like kids on the lunch line
I could see you hating
Its all on your eyes
I pull up where you stay at
With a extra nine
And light up your whole city
What
trouble
Theorize your game, it's difficult to roll a double
The struggle ain't right up in your face, it's more subtle
But it's still comin' across like
you lyin'
Is they around or what? Yeah
Put his brains on the wall, likе a TV
We gon' mount it up
If you send me thе money first
Then you out of luck
We
explainin' it, who's he testin'?
Finsta perform all physical forms
Leave your ass shakin' like a Mystikal song
Please Dumb, what type of shit was you on?
your goal
Like what’s your ambition you know what yeah
You know what I tell them
I wanna be the great-
Fuck that man I already am the fucking greatest
rooftop
Told 'em free my nigga G we the, ho, let the roots out
You feel my energy, they gon' remember me
Ain't never had a friend like me, your enemy my
pressed when i talk they gonna hear me get the point like my index
Im the reason these bitches upset
I take your man just to prove who he know best
I work
broke in her face lift
Emaciated and basic, she suede rolls my jays while I'm whipping her space ship
That fuck what they say shit, she like me cuz I'm
stats
Now we chasin' 'em 'till they got spasms
Step by step we growin' so fast
Stacks on deck I got thousands so far
War is not finished yet your sounds
Lee Scott
Brain dead, do what they said
With several conflicting messages in
The same head
Woke up in me scruff, feeling rough
Opened me mind for
you know?)
Ay, ay, ay, yeah
You already know what time it is
Ay, look
Woke up by the beach, I see sunset by the bay
I'ma take this drink with me cause I
homies
Down by my lonely
Down by my
Thugging on my own
I can't help it
Feel helpless
I done been titled selfish
And all
Crossin my lines with your felt
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