Lyrics:
to wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (you're all, all
on the musical
Prisoner G, now you're free you can be all you wanna be
Go where you want or go and see all you wanna see
Because yo, your ambitions I won't
To turn my spirit into shattered glass
Matter of fact, it’s only by God’s grace that i haven’t snapped
Not playing Ne-Yo, definitely no Dwele
I rather bump
and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times
[Tech N9ne]
Just sprayed by the Tech N9ne hand gun
Now I'm on the outrun
Flowin up
twisted yo ass goodbye I've kissed it
Now you all on his dick, shawty look at this dick
You're just like me
Shorty all up in the club popping bottles
Uhh, uhh uhh, hey uh hey
What it is
What it is "Crime pays in mad ways"
Yo, yo, bust it
How I was walkin' mindin' my own biz
Here it is
I see these
in the club
Where you at huh?
Big Willie Style when your dogs play the back
I like the fact that you're so low-key
But play it any lower and you won't
send for me, or whatever
You're gonna stay mad
Yep, mmm
If you're looking for me
I'll be in the corner
With my feet up, double cup
Chillin on the Mac
tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be
That's why you're mad at me
Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit
a nigga back like that
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(OK girl) Yo, what I did was wack
But don't
a nigga back like that
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(OK girl) Yo, what I did was wack
But don't
they switch it on me
And when I'm not in the mood, it's like they English foreign territory
Right MaD?
[Dr. MaD] Quoi?
Yo we hardly done
Hashtag CVB,
the L.A.C
So later on we'll be rollin'
Drop tops, I'm hittin' yo' hot spots, I'm top notch
My niggas never listen but I told 'em
When I catch you
to wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (you're all, all
job? You fill me with laughter, ay
(Ha, ha, ha)
Is that yo life? Man, you're a disaster, ay
Okay, enough chit-chat
Let's talk about real stuff
Like how
on the musical
Prisoner G, now you're free you can be all you wanna be
Go where you want or go and see all you wanna see
Because yo, your ambitions I won't
happen! You don't appreciate shit!
[Prevail]
Yeah?!
[Mad Child]
I'm the one who hustled yo, you never put in 1 cent!
You're dead set in your
and how it was
Hey yo this deep
Remember back in the day when we never had shit
Our niggaz had to struggle to get what they wanted (that's right)
Look at us
just take the account that you're still alive as a good sign
You better ask somebody
A 90's dad
I think I'm going mad
I swear last night I was chasing
I had to get off my ass and go get it
I'm by myself so I gotta come wit it
Let my top back when I ride thru my city
Pay all my respects to my niggas
the body right over
and say "See ya, hmm, nice to know ya"
Got another rapper to see
Yo Kris, bust that ass [certainly]
If you're shiverin' get off
Yo
So this one goes out to my younger days
10 years old behold ur first fade
But worry not cuz that person is your brother
Time will prove
down with the fly guy
Look me in the face,like you're strong when you walk by
And all you punk niggers talking shit
Step to the side,bow your head like
at yo bitch
When she left the house she
Left you with a kiss
You niggas a fool you wanna wife her
Cause she make you a dish
Damn I feel bad it's sad
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