Lyrics:
the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 am and I'm back
Up poppin' with the crew i just landed in
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
interrupt
Get it shorty, keep your mind on what you're doin'
Pay attention now, don't watch me, watch the
Work 2-3-4, stretch 2-3-4
Work 2-3-4, stretch
clocks me cheating?
It's cocky season
You clowns have got me creasing
You get aired like, what we breath in
I get rare, it's hot, it's steaming
You won't
Screw her, (dump her body, dump her body) sewer
Our father, uh-huh
What you expected from his next of kin
I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican
I got
to losing you got to make
Sure that you have a plan and that
It is executed before you die
Because you need to achieve something
Before you die or you
Just
straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in New York keep thuggin'
All the rest of you bustas die slow!
Verse Two
on and do what you say you can do
With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch handle
John Henry raised it back til' it touched his heels then
police
You and you go out the front you take the back
You cover the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan
Now it's
police
You and you go out the front you take the back
You cover the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan
Now it's
bumping The Dark Knight
LG 60 size, burger with some fries
Uber Eats is nice, tip one hundred dimes
Knock on door it's time to think you will die
Isolate
you drank?
I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what you drank?
I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what you drank?
I got money in the bank (yea)
Breathe
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta breathe
One and then the two
Two and then
you'll take thee,
Bone and Big nigga die slowly
L'ma tell you like a nigga told me, cash rule
Everything around me.
Shit lyrically, niggas can't see
the gun, yeah (ya'kno?)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (watch this)
It's a shame that the hood's an addiction
Them man fell from
the universe, universe, universe
The universe, the universe, universe, the universe
Now I have a play for you. It's not gonna take long
It's going to be a play
house)
You a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit
to say this
4th quarter and we down by two
You gon' pass or shoot?
It's 4th quarter and we down by two
Is you gon' pass or shoot?
It's 4th quarter
4
Rich
Hook:
If I gotta die
Ima be rich
It’s better to try
Then be sitting and thing what if
So I’m bout 2 slide
U ride then u get a split
I
to the floor, Put my y's to the sky
If you diss on my name, Swear to God you gotta die
Hit his ass two times, Gotta nigga like 'Why?
He got caught in that jam,
2 - Plies:]
This where you find the most snitches, and most guns
Go four little parnters right now, on the run
Half of the city fellas other half got
told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die
vu
I love it when it's room 4 2
They say things 'bout you, but it isn't true (Isn't true)
I misunderstood what the hell you do (Hell you do)
Let me
The ghettoes are fed up, we got the arms in the air
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you
you crips?
What’s your name, who you is?
Why you lookin' like this?
I don’t know this prick
I don’t know these dons
Where do they know me from?
Got me
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