Lyrics:
And don't be scared cause we surrounded by them real hittas
You could be toxic but im falling through yo love and it's so wicked
We can be talking then we
innie to an outtie
Soon as it be go time chopper gonna clothesline
It just might hit yo spine you slipping by the floor sign
That means you moving stupid
I would've done it
With yo shawdy, Easy fix
This shit fucking up my stomach
Too much gas it made me sick
Extended clip on my Glock
Cause you know I
That ah never happen
My brutha say when its real
You can feel it in yo stomach
You absorb my energy
I provoke luv and you know it
You can say anything
man eat my ass in this bed
I don't give a fuck I'm a savage
No my pH ain't never off balance
Girl yo nigga get fed by the gallon
I be straight down his
Told bro nem' if we crashed out
We surviving the accident
Finessed her out the head
Like she got braided by the Africans
Jack got the hard for the low
Made the prices go up
Come to the L, ain't a drought
This bitch so up
Five-seveN bullets hit yo stomach
Make you throw up
Went to Gary for a chain, now
what I knew, I'd go straight to jail
I swear yo' bitch think I'm all that, like I'm Keenan, Kel
I mixed his juice, now his stomach hurtin' like he ate
off want the blunt boy roll it up
Stomach looking snatch from the front like a tummy tuck
Push yo body down lol bae we finna fuck
Came from the hood but
partyin lots ya them good ole days most days be kicking back youngsta wannabe gangsta spittin rap Yo we rhymin to rhythm the lightnin hittin so fast writin
know I'm equipped with Clorox
and chemicals that'll burn off your lip
Intestines investments hide money in your stomach
Who can stop Pepto Bismol?
Only
Blinded by yo love I can't see
You might be the reason my heart beat uh
Tryna hide my pain
I pour wockhardt and I sleet uh
Tryna fight my demons I
Yo
Yo
I be rolling and rolling and rolling away
Feel the pain, feel the pain
While it's going away
I be rolling and rolling and rolling away
Feel
growing pains
Show em ya name, over the game in the hall of the fame
Sell out that stadium calling yo name
They won't understand what's all in yo brain
face to train
This will not stop the pain... it'll only bring you 'round again
It's a cryin shame, yo it's a crying shame that's you'll never change
on a uniform
It ain't a rule in the book you have to go by
Hey, coz when it comes to cheatin' yo you should know I
For fear in the hearts 'cause it's
an elephant's tusk
Irrelevant fucks, you want a war against us
We just tore this bitch up
Get the coroner I slaughter you
Yo my dick don't discriminate, I pork
is in the god damn game
And it's going down, E.S.G. and Po-Yo
Tyte Eyez what's up, let's make 'em ride out ha
[Big Pokey]
On tracks I break backs, so
Pictures
When we throw two in yo' ass while you huggin' on your mistress
From Philly, where cats quick to mute you at
Cuckoo cats, twist back your FUBU cap
name/
When we make love she forget the pain/
It's a brighter day/
We gettin' high today/
Puffin' blunts on a empty stomach/
Get the munchies and then we
pass me by
It's like I'm living in the dark
And my heart's turned cold since you left my life
And no matter where I go
Girl, I know if I'm alone,
Trying to keep my head above water surrounded by just fuck shit
I got done dirty by people I love I still don't trust shit
You can be the first one
Love these women
Love these streets
Made for them
Love this music
Love these beats
Slaying em
Things to say
But I don't speak
Need some help
Fuck yo
the streets!)
[Journalist]
Uhh, yo, yo, aiyyo
Aiyyo wit two precise niggaz, holdin the right biscuits
There'll be a lot of cats leakin out they life liquid
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