调：D# minor•
Verse 1
Read over the dier
Reap while I stay
Getting Rich- ard like Pryor
Need to put the gun away
Cause I got priors
Its hard to stay rollin' when
the world full of riders
Bullet tip on fire
Flyin' down sunset
Motivated to win
Like I ain't won yet
Take shit over
Hell naw I ain't done yet
I L- B- C y'all bringin' that a G boy
Tonight its going down like free fall
Chevy bouncin' up and down
like a fuckin' see saw
Trippin' off hate no hee haw
All blacks locs on the loc
Actin' like I don't see y'all
Doing that shit to da mean dogg
When I bring it to you
You be like what you mean dog?
Then we go back and forth
like its ping- pong
Knowin' I should just ring
ya bell ding- dong
But that's one thing about
this shit partner
Every move is so watched
by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all
my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly
hip hoppin'
Shit, sip the gin then I'm in the wind
Pop a beam like a M&M
So strong yet a nigga thin
So fuck you him and him
I was gang bangin' before
a nigga entered in
No facade I went from
the yard to a 3 car garage
To instant manaj's just vintage,
relentless
I mean this I promise
No Suge, No Dre,
Ida did this regardless
And that's what I'm
supposed to think
to blink
hard to swallow like a big pill
Pushin' 40's still a big deal
Nigga! So buzz on that shit
Back flip back to plack shit
Blue red white to black shit
Problem, terrorist
Fuck this rap shit
(Shots fired, suspect
down, request EMT immediately)
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