Yo, yo, I niggas wit honor and will That'll still crush the blow up and pass they mama the bill So I'ma always be to burn my strip 'Cause my be stuffed and I burn my tips
And it ain't no what the snub'll do So y'all go and cop vests, cop one for your mother too And I'm way than them other dudes But I'm stuck wit, what I'm wit 'cause I don't suck dick
Sat with the players and I with the coaches And I'ma always be in the hood roaches is ferocious, dough is ferocious Two by each lung with no holsters
And I all the fish scale in the city And still make your first week sales look I come through, all you hear is in the muffler And you could ask anybody if the Kiss is a
He's a I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh He's a I always it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they why He's a Ruff nigga, Ryde or Die nigga By the way, did I you that my name is Kiss?
And I understand how a broke nigga could chill When a two liter'll you so get you a mil' Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the of the blue M I'm like Lou
And I'ma sure they hit you wit both shorties I think this gon' be the most bodies You never ask a nigga in if he chilling Just make you make all the sales in the building
'Cuz now niggas think it's all right to And you could put out some garbage and it might, sell A lotta be petty and shiest But that's 'til you treat 'em like a video And edit they
This is a threat, when I talk you, listen to And if I run out of money, my wrist is a bet And the said they wanted more Kiss Up north niggas pop me in and do a hundred dips
He's a I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh He's a I hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
a gangster I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they why He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die By the way, did I tell you that my is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap money, the shit Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the Got too big for the city, cops brought in the So we moved the map and brought in the bread
Niggas for a month and a half, no ruckus Got the of baggers and all of the gun busters And you how it go 'cuz it rarely'll change Everybody got a license and a alias
We don't smoke when we and none of us talk Back to back we home, we can front in New York 'Cuz some of us is running from Smoking weed, thoughts to stay humble for shorts
We could do this the mob way and kiss you on both Or do it the hard way and shoot your gold teeth Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and And break niggas for they pack money, give it back, uh
He's a I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh He's a I hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips
He's a I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they why He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, or Die nigga By the way, did I tell you that my is Kiss?
He's a I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh He's a I always hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in
a gangster I make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list why He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, or Die nigga By the way, did I tell you that my is Kiss?