and relief We forfeit our lives as they make their killing, But we just want to live! The suffering of many is the wealth of a few
that's a hammer with a camera Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer I don't know nothing but bitches and gettin money Blood gang kill a nigga in public Young
dadadada then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas that
bitch and send her body back to yo' ass A-a-and we don't want no problems O-okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? Yeah, Big Kane on the beat
mixtape that shit sounded like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a
spot, call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your bedrock I can make your bedrock I can make your bedrock, girl I can make your bedrock I can make your bedrock
just hear a tight jam How it's on let make my maneuver Hit the alley saw a man in a Land Cruiser In his hand was a Ruger, dipped in a Lex like Luger
if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a
Baby, baby, baby Take a good look at me I been cryin' from the lies That hurt so bad inside I can't even think Ain't never had nothing to me Bring me
thighs With all the utensils, who hang my China thing She half black half oriental 86 she got me rental The situation ain't accidental What? From a, from a young
you in a fetalish crouch, nigga My vernacular is spectacular Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a postal office massacre Is that so? Make moves just like a
a CVS Can't trust them broads around the way them bitches DVS Drop it in watch it make it circle like a DVD 62 and 125 half a quarter key [Chorus] [
niggers asking what a roof is Call the camera man tell him hurry we can shoot this ... make me shoot this Yeah, how you want it, hard or so, get a milli
it do something The only way to live CTE or nothing Young .. put it to ... Million dollars in the woods Niggers Tom Sawyer Got a lot of chips and a whole
a motherfuckin' monster do He a dresser from Milan that's the monster do Monster Giuseppie heel, that's the monster shoe Young Money is the Rasta and a
live it to me there's nothing realer Just enough'll solve your problems Too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here The young
need a key We get in for free No VIP sleaze Drink that Kool-Aid Follow my lead Now you're one of us You're coming with me It's time to kill the lights
