see im reaching out you tried so hard to change i tried so hard to speak You're always wanting a change but do you ever ask why? im spitting words
nice You public enemy number one right now But fuck that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto, shit That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear Throw your guns
in and fucked Let her browse through the Prada store to open her up I bought her Aldo shoes, just to open her up It's coconuts, the way she just coc up
was Nas I used to hustle wit'" I display fashions While my lungs engage hashes Guns on my waist, pass this Since I'm cakin' up, put funds in my safe,
catch up And the twista kinda wicked when I spit it now I be choppin' up cheddar with Kanye Chop a little cheddar up with Jay Chop it up with the O to
Lil Wayne] Yeah, it's on Basically.. I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit! Fresh up
me turn up to North And if dem turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts And if dem gal are up, well den
blunt just to ease the pain that humble me now And I'd rather roll somethin' up 'cuz if I'm sober dogg I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin' up
This is D Block, mighty, mighty D Block D Block, two guns up Call up hood, hit up ya hood Yo dude skip up street I grew up as a young dude, chillin
spot guns go off though Came out his mask it was Ollie North Oh shit, what up what up Ghost Congratulations on your new flick Burn it dead who max the most Word up
is the capo of this You up next my nigga just let those cartridges spit (BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT) Yea nigga you know whats gonna happen when I pull up
Rob, Dame espacio Man back up off me Dame espacio Can I get a minute to breathe? Dame espacio that means give me space Dame espacio, damn back up off
say stay up, prey for my day up No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay up If you got coke way up, got doe then pay up Niggas shoot at me a nigga
power Send my B's at you like a motherfuckin' flower Hold up, hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up We hustle till nightfall Party till sunlight Guns
I come through your speakers Fuck hot my records got the fever Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block swiped up I creep up when the beef heats up, caught him with his feet up
[Wretch 32] Look, I never fail to turn up my weakness, I supply teachers. a musical genius I should write speeches Father forgive me, I sin with the women
Word it's like all we got left Teardrops and closed caskets Throw it up fool, hey nigga Tell me how you feel homie Yeah It took a week to go down, you
