Lyrics:
for ransom
My gun shaking, hold me
Like (?) I got a nose bleed
Bukuboobukuboobooboomboom
Like Pac nigga, you can't hold me
Tryna turn up on me, get
at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck em!
Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped
and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by
Niggas wishin' I fell o-o-off
But I'm forever ill, that's by law
These commercial niggas keep jockin', killing's my only option
Ask about me boy,
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail
everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell
the blaze of gunfire
Will not retire till I'm paid till I reach the pie
When we ride we fly by bitches blow me kisses
Niggas from Compton to Brooklyn come
Have I got the deal for you
Would you like to have a T-bone steak and lobster
Served on the finest china
Accompanied by a bottle of the world's
scheme)
When you’re in that glass house
If you ain’t throwing no rocks
Then do the dishes/
Petty my faults/
Vaulted/
Penny for thoughts/
Akward/
Often
catchable wreck
Back in effect
Slap you in the back of the neck
I've been holdin this down for a while
Show me respect
Rainin the tec and all of that
Breakin
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
'm making a beat
Girls in the house getting naked for me
What I'm tryna say is basically
Never get a joke man mistaken for me
Corn on the curb if a man
Z
Look at me, you can see that I'm the bad guy
A hooded figure in the night ain't gotta ask why
You see me comin', then you're runnin', I don't pass
the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children
Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup
out of my house
You're staining the floors
That's not allowed
You're breaking the door
Away from my spouse
The thoughts you pour
I'm counting to four
don't
Aim for the bell ay
'cause I dodge bullets like I play for LA
And I'm invisible 'cause you can't
Even see me son
But you're soft as shit I could
Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law
You call me Too $hort they call me too raw
I creep by one room in to the next
Nothin' goin' on but some
I'm going out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showing out
Niggas from the PUMBLE, they wanna rumble
Mix 'em and cuck um in a fuck, like nignog
Going
clear my safe out
I got a few digi scales and a couple Denzels
And you mothafuckin' right, this a safe house
Give me the K and a shovel, I'll bury that
was extended
She looked me in the face
And said Prince you're suspended
I said your tripping it's just a bad habit
She put it in my face she
Must've
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a tissue for my tear
Should I drink wine and brandy
Or get a job puttin' stripes on candy
Or put a hole in donuts?
Cause when you're broke, your
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