- ShaqIsDope facts 歌詞
- ShaqIsDope
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100 bands, bustin out
Yeah
Count up *****
Two up, two down ****
Forever
(Agh)
100 bands bustin out the wrapper
Money what Im after
Comin straight out the slums
Get a gun if they wanna kidnap ya
Lord forgive me I cant listen to the pastor
Imma still do my dirt through this life, maybe not the one after
Im just a bastard
**** her, wont give her my number
Im stating facts, you could ask her
Paper keep comin and women keep runnin, but I wish the first one was coming in faster
They want us trapped in this ghetto forever my *****
Why?
Cause this ****s a pattern
I got with evil, but they gotta a friend my reason
Cause your little ***** just badder
Get it？
Bs up for the block *****
Two up, two shots *****
All do I is talk that talk, its why I got the street on lock *****
Oh, they want a verse right now?
This one K will pop *****
Finger up to the cops
Tell the boys in blue that I cant be stopped **** *
**** who dont like it, they gonna respect it
I ran up some bands, the **** got bananas
Shoutout to Johnny, my ***** he got me
He got a degree in that thing called finessin
Throwing up twos and reppin my section
Yeah we the mob, dont ask me no questions
Playing with nights you might lose ya life
Cause of my dog and he carry a weapon
Im counting my blessings, stay true to the path
Ive felt so much pain that I start to laugh
Im making moves, got all of em mad
Im living fast, I hope I dont crash
Foot on the gas, speed through the trenches
I want success, Im really obsessive
They want me dead and I just dont get it
Cause these hoes choosin and I dont want wit it
Came up on that corner , had to find my way down
Im still far from rich, Im just a little pig now
You scared of that ghetto, listen, thats my playground
Aint too much to say, I dont stay around
House up on the hill trynna find a way to get it tho
She just popped a pill, like a ***** really into those
Did it for the thrill, kept it real, Im who she did it for
He just statin facts, keep it a stack, if you didnt know
Yeah
Just tryin get my bands up *****
Facts
Talkin like a hundred thousand , two-hundred thousand
Nah I need a mill, twenty to be exact
Yeah
Back again, see I was stayin focused, had a plan to get it
All I did was put my trust in God by seventeen I was mad religious
They would tempt me with the baddest *******
Oh Lord, I made some bad decisions
I aint even livin right lately
Its very hard but Im tryin switch it
Me and pops aint politickin, we barely talk, let the karma get him
Did my mama so damn wrong that it makes it so hard to miss him
I wanna hit him, but I cant though
If pressure hit me when the bands low
Them hard times never last though
Im addicted to the cash flow
Little sister got my ass hoe
I wanna change, but I cant though
Pray for me, light a candle
Them demons got me by a handle
Left the crib, put a slide out
On the block with the nines out
My brother hid the work at my house
Pray my mother didnt find out
A ***** body had a busts of chick
Now the ones that fly south
Who is hot? That was third degree
A lot of folks got tied down
Reminisce about the Bleecker street
Its where I learned to keep it G
Please forgive me for my evil deeds
Cause right now Im just tryin to keep the peace (yeah)
Came up on that corner, had to find my way down
Im still far from rich, Im just a little pig now
You scared of that ghetto, listen, thats my playground
Aint too much to say, I dont stay around
House up on the hill trynna find a way to get it though
She just popped a pill, like a ***** really into those
Did it for the thrill, kept it real, Im who she did it for
He just statin facts, keep it a stack, if you didnt know
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