Yo, time holding the nine, split the Vega in half Jeeps rumble and my dogs puff Bank stopping, your rocks, hydraulic The kid with the most knowledge obtain to touch top dollars Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, Fuck corny debates I'm like cake or maybe like ten thousand dollar The kid through, switch up his accent, now I'm from Paris the bill, frozen elements in gold Signs from the high causes me to break the mold How the fuck was y'all niggas thinking? You think I fell off the The legendary Deini might be dead? Never, impossible, pull out burners like tonsils Two Gallants, if we got to Busting at niggas daily to wall, Hawkins Sucking your cause God chain-talking Like Ghostface this, Ghostface Ghost sold crack, now we revelations spoken rap Veloured down like the sheik of Gasoline wrapped in hospital bands Model vans, Michael Davis, it's me housing Extraordinary pro-black, sold God to control thousands Catch me at the flicks, Apollo rap Douglas You know what? A-yo, fuck A-yo, how can I move the of all, ain't no mistakes allowed Here's the instructions, put it It's simple it? Well, quite clever
Marvin, Marvin, you were a of mine You for somethin, ugh 2Pac, Biggie, ohh how we you so We y'all both to know We really you so
A-yo, I'm down Wally boot, Jamaican hat, long Ask how I get down Don't speak much, deluxe plush Hold a note Willie Hutch You might've bumped into me on the bus Weed in my cheeks, gem in my beauty sleeve Dead serious, by 2% triple geese on, we juggle mic's Three Card Molly, advance to the final Show these niggas how the way we Hot night, Came in a booger green '68 Pacer Mad paper, as a fuck Truck, two rappers got stuck night I ain't saying no names, they know who, thank you for the Outdoor event, New Eve, Cali weed 30 til we tear and decease Quick, call all my dipped in the crowd The ho spotted me, he knew not to my name out He walked off softly, we like Christ and the disciples Black fatigues, lethal-faced dunnie, he the rifle We had the whole shook Your favorite dropping they drinks On the low tucking links We made off the books
One of the since Magic Johnson, no disrespect With metaphors that keep me out the Rap connects'll me correct A-yo, I wrote this on Donnie After his funeral, on one Thinking his following me So to my Donnie, up there Can you tell God that we fucked up here? You got beer, weed, guns, All these obstacles, it's to make it nowadays Why's the winning, some say it's our fault If that's the answer, you smoking cause cancer Let me a bracelet, leave a chain behind My tape stay at the beginning cause that's how they Y'all know how we dine, we don't eat swine, and we don't drink If you don't me some motherfucking cognac, I kill you I can't you Ain't in my senses, and you ain't in my I fuck rottweilers, no leashes, no collars Brolic scholars, that's Ghost