Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains?Īnd that bitch, know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick Kids who ain't deserve it, can't survive a thing, you're worthless Where they shoot without a purpose, services 'n hearses On the grind, do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya Out committing crimes, wait for shit to simmer downĬorrupted little minds, 8 and 9, finna shine So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your momĬause there's killers in my town, making hits, sniffing lines Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your backīetter guide your track, better not look back Never talk to cops, make him talk to God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now Lost your motherfucking mind, what's on your mind niggas talking down
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License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989īut a nigga sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine Or choking on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine Now my soul is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me I wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history On the road to riches, a diamond ring, designer jeansĬhoking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing Motherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambitionįor my benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets
My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas
Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's MemphisĪ bunch of hypocriticChristians, the land of no religion
I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo children with that Smith andĪ bunch of ignant little niglets, hard headed, never listen This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin addiction
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I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in womenĪin't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes
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