blue or red, we like that fuckin green, papers what I said, Big Moe is up in this bitch and this niggas singin, comin through just like L those bells
come down Do it all for the skrill a nigga might get shot A nigga might get killed in my black tee In your house, yeah nigga and I'm lookin' for those keys
shuffle the cards I've been wanting you for mad years, when the elevators broke I run and help you with your bags upstairs I was scoping you out, today you was late to leave
and I hate this awful smell Maybe one day I'll get smart and change my ways But for now it's just one of those days It's just one of those days
ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making those hits? Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making us dance? Do you ever ask yourself, When those
the rich the enemy and take their cheese Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty Live happily ever after in laughter Never seen Cristal pour faster And to those
calm Rock and stay green, sippin' on Don Arabic link, Cartier on the arm Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin' trees Capone bag the keys
and stay green, sippin' on Don Arabic link, Cartier on the arm Nigga fresh off work release Hercules Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin' trees Capone bag the keys
world, lemme drive you home, let's go By the way, the name's Esco The platinum range make your man know We wet those, if he front I got the tech close
wrote Build and destroy Come through the strip wit, bricks of the girl and keys of the boy 'Cuz all I really want (What) Was a gun and blunt, a lil money and some keys
open it up like Keize Soza Broke it off to a J' everyday For all the pay My beretta say a better day And I believe that nigga Money go make souls leave
, whatcha don' do, kick it And ride on, niggas get your high on While we pump this shit to vibe on The muthafuckin' mobsta elite'll leave you breathless
kick the battle rhymes just to see who was the best there were seven emcee's in the 7th grade i would kick seven rhymes had only seven made but those
Introduce you to your digger Put your ass beside the vicar See I know where you hang Got some killers in your gang Plus I'mma' be the blame For leaving
, J to the A, R U L E baby Smell the beef, it continued to uhh, give 'em Hell Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz With a story to tell Listen
me now, how many gats you pull, cause when you talk that talk, you gotta walk that walk, or leave it up to the real OG's up North, cause those who dramatize
this morning and she had to get ready in a hurry No time for her usual attention to detail And she ran out the door Slamming it behind her Leaving her keys