Flesh of my flesh, blood of my Flesh of my flesh, of my blood of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my niggas get like wha
My dogs is with official bloodline I say stop being greedy, get a if you want mine Why them niggas always force you to it back to the streets Can I at least go one year without spitting the Motherfuckers think you sweat till your chest messed up Two later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't nowhere, no time soon high noon, last thing he heard was boom
Can I get room, or do I have to make me a path? Break you in half, fake niggas make me niggas is funny, still talking about money And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you It's about to get when the lights is out One, two, three, ho, that's three strikes, out His was out, I think they found it filling his head He in the bag, and I'm over killing his men
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood All of my niggas get like wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my get down like wha of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my get down like wha
I no see the shadows that once kept me strong And I'm starting to get that same feeling kept me raw Can't afford to trust niggas, 'cause niggas figures Plus niggas scared to bust niggas, rush Doing it with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but Fucking with the streets, you ain't feeling nothing but of hearing niggas rhyme and don't say "Shit" Fuck is on a niggas mind, why don't quit
Sucking my dick, for something new Let you man hold something, your whole something crew You know how niggas do, we forget shit If you were there when thin, then you there when it's thick No hitch hikers, that, the ride was rough And if you a nigga that was us, then that was rough A lot of niggas that is with us, ain't cried So now when niggas come and get us, we them up
of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my niggas get down wha of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down wha
Motherfucker, thought that the X would But I got niggas 'Yo, who's the next to drop' his camp get the stamp, the grand champ, it's official Think when you die, how gonna miss you over in your casket and kiss you Send you on way with a blessing And pray that another a lesson Smith and Wesson moneys life, now moneys wife's a widow it to him full blast', nah dog just a little
Besides rap, I don't talk, but make plenty of I'll murder ten of you fools, your ready to choose You either win or you lose, and I to win Even if it means I got to blood again Keep a bank account doubling but don't me Really thought that's what you said, either make me or break me No, and it don't me long to write Matter of I think I'll drop another song tonight, come on
Flesh of my flesh, of my blood All of my niggas get like wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, of my blood All of my niggas get down wha Flesh of my flesh, blood of my All of my niggas get down wha