|
No Avatar specified
|
|
|
Status:
|
|
Entries: 2 (Private: )
|
Comments: 0
|
|
Start Date: 05-23-2008
|
Last Update: 05-23-2008
|
|
Views: 174
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| 6 Minutes |
Date Posted: 05-23-2008 at 12:21 PM - Comments (0) |
Yeah it is what it is, my niggaz just killed y'all and I'mma close the casket
I'm tryin not to let this industry get the best of me y'all
I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all
All they do is complain what they expect from me y'all
From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all
And even overseas they accepting me y'all
All the ladies show me love, the thugs repping me y'all
I get a lot of dirty money so respect me or fall
But I'm saving all my checks, I'm investing 'em all
They say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall
Even the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all
Look, I cook tracks I got the recipe y'all
You can't name another cat that can mess with me y'all
At the shows all the hoes be molesting me y'all
I got broads crying trying to get next to me y'all
I got broads craving begging to have sex with me y'all
Screaming, "Cas you don't know how sexy you are!"
And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessing me y'all
And all the problems that arrive is God testing me y'all
So I pray everyday but I ain't praying too much
Cause I be sinning everyday so I ain't praying enough
And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough
But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up"
If it's beef when we meet then I'm spaying shit up
Prraat prraat.I ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close
Cause the folks you call friends tend to envy the most
Some cats'll hang themselves if you give'em a rope
Burn the bridge and don't give a boat, let'em sink
Sometimes you gotta give'em some time to let'em think
Or sometimes you gotta give'em the nine and let'em stink
You can't bring every horse to the pond and let'em drink
I'd rather keep my eyes wide open instead of blink
Cuz soon as your eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up
And the guys that you trusted be getting you tied up
And we all gotta die, but I ain't ready to leave
That's why even if it's petty I be ready to squeeze
But for the cheddar the cheese, guac-a-moola
I pop the ruger, send that hot shit through ya!
Like booya! That's the sound when the pound busting
Ooh, ah, you'll be laying on the ground suffering
Clown its nothing to pull out and blast you
I try to only resort to violence if I have to
But man niggaz out here are playing fair
So before the odds even I'm leaving you laying there
And I ain't even playing believe what I'm saying here
Cause before this shit gets further your click get murdered
And found in a hole in the grass
For trying to play that thug role I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass
And this Cass, nigga I'm that sick
Full Surface nigga I'm that shit, bitch! |
| hard to live and hard to die |
Date Posted: 05-23-2008 at 12:08 PM - Comments (0) |
| every body put there x in the air cause xclusive is here iam feeling a food fight your girl can get my food to night iam a ball player and a rap iam beast when i hit the track do talk junk in the cafuteir because you be run like dieier time to rump you like see ya hid under thet taple so no one see yaget smack with a pice of lette now you a punk because you is embress.because pull you card like poker iam the ace and you is the baby jouker this is a track when you here that pop you know you got smack |
|
|
|
|
All times are GMT -4. The time now is 01:06 AM.
Battle Feed
