Lyrics

Yo nephew, your crazy for this one A yo Unc bout to make you proud I'm a kill every flow I'm a kill ever beat I'm a take the charge I'm a count 48 then say its me I gotta team of twelve We roll deep til we Spot that heat then one of them bailed If you keep it a buck well I'm a keep it a mill And I pray that this shot be a righteous kill If you cant be loyal then I ain't for you I'm wrapping these N*** up like aluminum foil You could rot on this block while Im getting this money Not a ne're motha F**ker betta look at me funny I try to show you the way I tried to show you the gold How you living in a stadium and don't got goals Could of put you on could of gave you the game But sometimes n****s is lame, lame You cant blame me cause you ain't moving like a real boss I gave you the blueprint let you follow me and you still got lost I don't know what else to say cause round here boy I pave the way Na na na na let it breathe I'm, I'm, about, about to triple my worth Getting nervous so you clinching your purse I ain't looking for no chump change nor short money I want longevity with a fly honey I'm talking big coins that make noise daughter tuition already paid for Then we make more hand over fist Cant smack a home run if you to scared to swing I lead by example, I flip any sample I preach Kum by yae but I'm one tuff lion I ain't getting trampled I'm a different beast but the same animal Take a hit of the canna-bas turn to a cannibal Thats what I call beast mode see the clip empty time to reload You cant blame me cause you ain't moving like a real boss I gave you the blueprint let you follow me and you still got lost I don't know what else to say cause round here boy I pave the way Yo Q Dogg, this beat is hard nephew Lets go They say please Moe don't do it But if I load up I'm a shoot it I only got one shot to do it And I be in my right mind to lose it This is like Betta Revenge Even though we started as friends I bought you into my house Rick James n***a feet on my couch Now, My circle is small, Now I know less equals more, Now I ain't F****g with ya Yoooo, let me go a-cappella rain on them homey here's a umbrella Got the revolver spinning like propellers I'm in my groove like my girl name is Stella We use to be good fellas, Dough boyz in the hood fellas Pulled up like whats good fellas Try to put me on to something new fellas Now I'm reloaded and this my MoeMent And if this my last shot you best believe I'm on it You cant blame me cause you ain't moving like a real boss I gave you the blueprint let you follow me and you still got lost I don't know what else to say cause round here boy I pave the way Yo, I said what I said Easy
Writer(s): Maurice Bowles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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