ooh,ooh) [Lil Wayne] Uh, yeah Lloyds own killer Shea??s my pusha Shea??s my dealer Yeah Ita??s the Lloyds own killer Shea??s my pusha Shea??s my dealer
my money back Cause I done came too far up in these goddamn streets To get my money snatched I'm so for real about this motherfuckin skrill That any obstacle obscuring my
the same time put juice in mine? Goddammit Slaughterhouse is signed [Voice] SLAUGHTERHOUSE! [Verse 2: Crooked I] I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my livers killing
ain't tryna wipe a crumb up, They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up, (uh) Don't shed a tear, for a nigga might get done up, But just
I think my foolish pride might become my suicide but I aint tryna go, no baby and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some hope cause I aint dying my
my haters ta my 100 grand Chevy (Chorus 2x) Chevy ridin high boy (Mon E. G.) My Chevy stay fly (Yo Gotti) Got me and yo baby mama (Mon E. G.) Sittin
's ear, pressure's necessary Got my mind on the cheddar, kill my haters together Bury 'em in abundance and starve they families' stomachs Paper come in my
But a car full of niggas died crying my name Releasing pain like Charde But in my way (my way) Split a blunt on the highway (highway) Cause it was my say (my
nigga leap feel frogish These streets I harnish, my peeps my partners Cam, Jim, Zeek my sponsors, black, Griz, snags my monstrous Paper, drugs, twin my
Transactions, lobby get done Bein' cocky is fun an' these are Versace, Air Ones Yea, thanks a lot, it been great, dame My bitch is a great dame, my
amazing how crazy the hood done made me? Feels like my emotions are froze I stay G'd up It's the things I done seen and the shit I been through That make my
truth, nigga, man, yes, we do My name still B.G., we it's said it rang a bell In rich neighborhoods, middle class hoods and jails I'm a street nigga, sold ounces of crack cocaine
homeboy bit it Like a (?), I put a pounder I'm fond o' kill or be killed, long as my pockets get rounder I'm on my own, I'm alone, and I roll for me Caught
forgot her she gon wanna kill me, cause I wanna kill it shawty let me get it, I'ma spend a weekend in it get one impression, swear I gotta kill it hour
those) How many times I, sit back and contemplate I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin' my story My relationship, with my folks is give and take And I done took so much, not givin' my
life I ain't goin' back, I'm a make 'em kill me I'ma bust back, fuck the pen, you feel me? Wish I can hug my momma and kiss my baby girl I know it's
