I dont respect these niggas, i'm a real mother fucking T-H-U-G, original hate to be a critic, but yo shit I aint feelin, no, you niggas is elementary, i
and that like I'm your fuckin sponser Look your honour, I ain't payin a dime Because that young'n right there mine I ain't lyin, I ain't no deadbeat daddy
by - and I ain't no bitch nigga Shit been in some robberies and walkbys and you don't want that; neither do I But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler
hunting my sanity Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me It's sad to see I be bustin' my ass I'm down for my grind getting nowhere fast I'ma thug
Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing
soul And sleepin' ain't good to go now When I'm wll rollin' off those 'N betta watch the do' Bet I won't be slippin' sleepin' None ah them thugs I bails
I didn't know what was goin' on I'm just walkin' by Just got a bottle of wine.. I was just walkin' by and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
let come on a rumble with' the Bone-Bone. We grown ass men but we got them toys-jump off. I don't play: uh-uh. I don't bluff: no-no. Sticky situtation
room If I could just look up and see haters dyin', I'n I'n, And flip up my mind and whenever you think I'm quiet I get plots on the riot riot bang That
I'm gone go hard flow hard evertime I'm at the park I show all lyrics is in [? ] you know I am at the zoo yo I mami I'm a model swag why 2 3 cool [? ]
nobody) I guess I'll give it a try (I'm a try, Lord knows I'm a try) I got one last chance to get myself together I can't lose no more time it's now
no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit
a twenty Fuck money I don't grab the dead presidents I'd rather see the president dead It's never been said but I said precedents understanders and they can't
a long way, to makin these songs play It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way I got a long uz', and I carry it all day (Blaow!) Sometimes
me? ("I'm shady!") When I go out, I'ma go out shootin' I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin
I kick the wicked shit until I can't nomore I black out so much I can't think nomore Til' I die, til' I die, when will I die? How you be a homicide without
sick shit said I'm smackin' bitches wit my dick head And yellin' 'All tricks dead' And if you paid for the pussy ain't nothin' wrong To her you just anotha
Maximum overdrive, some don't survive I need some 'Therapy' but ain't nobody helpin' me These bitches think I'm crazy I'm fallin', I hear the demons callin