Yeah, you know it's about to go right? Gotta let them know who is And who nigga? Twista it out
Sometimes I think that I gotta see a bit of brighter days 'Cause I confine myself to a city you in a solid cage An' you could look to the left or the but I'm trapped on center An' I could rap to the But I don't know how to my ways I still hear a fool and I track 'em, 'em, and whack 'em a nigga for the day to days
An' I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em Get a weapon and I crack his 'cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro An' it be right for me To be around busters, and crawlers, and But I'm a at night, so talk shit And I'm a them up off of they toes With a street regulating quarters, and Ki's, and O's In a two-seater, and Twista with bags of dro Smokin', chokin', get them open,
It's so potent, I'm to keep on floating I'm wet and you can bet, people I'm high I'm seeing lions, and and bears, oh my And I can't hide it or it hidden, good riddance I'm feelin' good I'm weapon-concealin', my neighborhood Would, could, and should break a off They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my and You caught the And I the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home me the microphone, and fools is like, "Leave me alone"
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get If you want I'm on, come on and kick it Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk All the bad ass bitches wanna party Just shake it, great players get Me and my thugs, and in the party Get money fuck hoes, get
Look out I put a little bit of On some motherfuckin' haze I it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi Got me up and then ripping shit in a In the Netti confetti he by the belly, Timberland on the petal up in the Cadillac truck Want to get me for the Better get the whole motherfuckin' To come and give you some up
We can get it and if you want to do it I'm leakin' the fluids out of the that want to come at this If they got of blood for fuckin' with thugs that I bury My better not want none of Twis' for my city, anybody that different with me Got to get him for thinkin' a game And whether you from my city or not, talk kill him especially if he say my name
I've up on him, I handle my business And I'm a stick him up for the From K-Tilla, on a fat piller Murder that don't feel a Niggaz they want to bring it, but really don't be killers Balling out so The size of my rims grow to a sight-scene When the dough no bigger I'm going to that 2003 on 19"
it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk If you want I'm on, come on and kick it Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk All the bad ass bitches that party Just shake it, great get pumped Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the Get money fuck hoes, get
We balling out of control, I floss on, on, pimp on A daemon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone Hang on 'cause here I'm In the motherfuckin' when I'm sippin' on Henn' I got paper, you owe And now that I came a way From letting me somethin', to roll somethin' a victim, then fill him up with venom and with some adrenaline And then kill him and send him to the With a flow for the world like a poet
Shit, and when it come to shippin' good Who that? Who that?, I got the sack And the got the flow so strong Never up with it unwise, and he Nigga you ain't untouchable now when I the heat Comin' at you like sharks to The blood is softly, I can when a mark is hard as we Come loaded 'cause I'm hard to beat screamin' where the drug and the dro at? You know we love cut up In the back of the club with purple in the cryin' Twis' and get fucked up
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get If you want I'm on, come on and kick it Let's ride, smoke dro, the trunk All the bad ass that wanna party Just shake it, great players get Me and my thugs, and in the party Get fuck hoes, get crunk
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