so funny to me..hold on
IM THE GOAT-CEASE
pour out a lil liquor 4 the ones done before me and when a nigga die how long will you morn me
baby imma die with a gun in my hand maybe the cancer that ran in my fam
myb imma be an old man with the salt n pepper conrnows
stunnin in a lambo bumpin my jamz
man i grew up in the hood
hand me down pants
virstart SHIRT hand me down vans
this is before rap had me out in france
this is a hungry kid family out of stamps
used to live kicks til they ran med out of champs used to snatch purses from those happy our tramps
imma writer and fightr like paqciuo and lance armstrong arms long without a chance
let this mofucka breathe
i got the chronic in my hand pistol in my sweatpants
gangbangers lookin at me funny nigga lets dance
let me show u what im made of
i grew up so fucked up i used to hate love
tray 57" make u take 8 slugs??
how u feelin wat happen?
naw i dont give a fuck i was raised on that makavelli "hit em up"
now thats a monster created by society history lied to me
history dont applied to me
so the hatred is inside of me
try to be normal, normal aint fly to me
so me and my homie are in the drug game til he got killed from a deal gon back
they put his body in a trunk of a mustang
shit is so real that i felt all mad [?] cukuu!
before his mind told his eyes look pow!
hit em with a right hook
now his life took
imagine laying on yo back
with a baggage claim ticket on your right foot
now i gotta tell his moms and i feel for her
im outta door like your boys and its steel draw
and the morgue and the streets
its a real war
god? wil read the signs, i aint talkin bout a billboard
them bitch niggas want beef? [idk] they hollywood or they street? [idk] they know u from long beach? [idk] if they make a move u gon' reach? [simon]
1 o clok we in da club get the countdown
2 o clok hoes givin love get the countdown
3 o clok bitches wanna fuck get the countwon
4 o clok im poppin my trunk
im out now..