Lyrics:
I'm always under survelience
Dash me out the car
And wanna ask me who the car fuck
Thay allowed to carry guns
Can't never be convicted
Who that law
who is this?
Got a new phone, who is this?
New phone, who is this?
As I let the years go by, same phone who is this?
Same phone who is this?
Same
with 6 she gone fuck around fall love and start to get comfortable
Yuh yuh yuh uh
Ascending ‘till I transcend
I’m a Y.P.N.
This that Slick Rick party
the math...
Like Hoffa y'all food and this is Benny honnas and I got the choppa ...
Yellin Shabba at the the ranks while I drop ya...
Like labels monsta is
to "The Essence",
Smack adolescents who ask who the best is
I'm nasty like gas from a fat man, attested,
I pass it, you gaspin' for breath and you die fast
really give a fuck
I had to learn the hard way
Getting hurt by those I loved
Tried to turn for help to them
Cold shoulder left me numb
Times is getting
nose dirty,
Playa haters wanna kill me,
Juvenile I know you feel me,
I'm too smart to let em' steal me,
Refuse to let 'em steal me,
Nigga fuck ya, I'ma
turn 12 he got a toolie now
That nigga aint from round the way so who you foolin now
Yeah his bitch wanna fuck
Now that nigga wana beat me up
A lock
the Place Gyal a scream Leslie
Bad bitch ye she Japanese
Tek off yuh clothes
Mek me show yuh who mi be show me who yuh be
We a pop style wi nuh juvenile
(Juvenile)
Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad
basement
Made in a lab a destructive contagion
Paintin' elaborate ways to deface this
Planet of apes we call civilization
Who's tryna embrace it
Who's tryna
supremacy
On whose got hip-hop locked, it could never be
One who is solo, running the whole game
That's bullshit, like cops never sniffed cocaine
But I'm
knowns and teef shit
so much drama, who the fuck knows who we got beef wit
lift you up off your feet like ski lift
for packin big fifth
niggas who
turmoil suspense
Trapped in this gutter
Residence I'm convinced
We commence to smash
Hit the cash is all we wanted
With the desire expired
'cause every hood
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
10, 000 hours and still I climb, but never was I blind to the signs on this road
See it's all by design we was never meant to you grow
Never meant
this child the life you live is buck and wild
By the age of seventeen he'll be six feet in the ground
Life is hard but you got to be a man and face it
Huh? (Yeah yeah) the fuck you know about this shit
You ready to die, OK a-why
Where is that, you ready
'Cause they ain't touch the bad guy, OK
I'm
don’t care, our souls are just orbs in the air I hate our house, but have nowhere to go to, and when we moved in, momma said “this is so cool”, I have
sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherfucker to what I
lick back
Family feuding, Steve Harvey
Living by realities rules, a G hardly
Surrounded by a talented few, deemed Godly
I've been awakened, nigga this
(You know who it is without a doubt... Smoove in Smoove out)
Bitch I'm ready
My Flow so deadly
Bodied this beat go get a hefty
Nut in her mouth
I sit
While I go shit on a mix like this
Say you spit, I spit, we spit
But you can't fuck with a nigga like this
Check me out
1 - Hatin' on us
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
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