fuckin brick I wreck shop Money grip, I'm up in the yard fightin kids till I drop But, I'm out now, so fuckers around the way are sweatin my peoples Not
Right now I'm 'bout to show you how it's done, you can Shut down yo, my Uzi weights a ton, you can Beat down and you can pump it in your system till it
follow The world is hollow, yet it's full of crap, prepared to gamble I give you half of chiseled pencil What's the come up, cried a ton of tears, drunk a ton
ha-ha (Verse 1) Bitch I shine like diamonds from Seri Leone Excuse me not diamonds but a??diamonds a?? And kanye had to think of a way wearing diamonds at all Till
day When Im bout ta git shot I move lyke a cop & pray Stop & say u fukk around wit -I Wun- I hit u wit dem byg gunz, byg ton only ta make u syck son
thumpin' I'm stompin' And kickin'' in nigga take a step back It ain't even all that nigga catch a cap If ya don't wanna brawl jack Guzzle down a 40 till
I know it's you?" "Aiyyo check my credentials" "I eat yo' gun lead and shit out number two pencils I ate a ton of dog shit ain't never got sick Bitch
, that's how much I hate you And it hits me like a flick of the switch You're my perfect angel, but sometimes All I see is a fuckin' bitch The problem's not
We splatter brains over crack cocaine In the court we still came to pay Judge Mills Lane Nigga, it's not a question My uzi weighs a ton, 'll have you
were probably the slowest, most uncomfortable years of my life. I mean, they tried to make it easy but they gave up pretty quickly. And I'm not gonna
with a pen and a pad, Don't even think about it, six gun, weighin a ton, 10 paces and turn, just for fun, son, Up till sundown, rolling around, See
Crois moi que j'ai de la jeunesse a revendre a tout ce vieux son J'ai pas dit Hamdullah qu'on veut me lever le biberon J'ai meme du kerosene pour ceux
'll punch your jeans, we've said it before Best believe this is not a metaphor Better watch your back, cuz we're on the creep And we won't stop till your
my pride got me fighting the feelin they locked my dogg up right when we was reachin the top I made a promise to myself that I'm a maab till I drop I
It I'mma Blast Off Take My Mask Off Blow Ya Fucking Ass Off Give Me The Cash Cause MJG Not Playin' No Games If You Not Speakin' Good Dont Be Sayin'
a cold coat for my throwback Big bow laces and a new rag Some these niggaz be actin like fags Them not gangstas them niggaz trash [Verse Three: Jay-Ton
be a man I swear to God I'm fin to lose my cool, and people don't understand Cause they be coming at me with drama, not knowing I'm going through it
suppose to be yours Seeing my haters In the dark alley Tormented by mine Dodging the TECH N9NE Now here's the message Liberate me Chocolata tay Imma rock Not