LOSIN' WEIGHT
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Why I ain't got no money
if I'm moving weight,
My life based upon what I'ma do
today, why I can't move away.
Just loot and me without the
scrutiny, niggas screwing me.
Two & three truancies,
four shots, one tooly G.,
My mother and girl,
When a nigga under the world.
Yo when I was eleven
got the tooley dick,
Uncle pulled me to the
side and schooled me quick,
Told me some gooie shit,
You can't get paid
in a earth this big.
You worthless kid, a nigga
don't deserve to live,
Go and get it motherfucker
if you murder kids,
How you bottle carbohydrates
or proservertives,
I got hit-up that same night,
But ever since, my doe, my flow
and my whole game been tight,
Chromes and pearls,
your tongue will twirl,
Look a here booga bear, I'll
have you up in hooker gear,
I swear, I was doing,
Lexus persuing.
Niggas be wide like Western
Union, short like next to Ewing.
Repent from truent,
only set was ruined,
But phony checks are
fluent, listen hear me out,
I'm from a cocaine block,
with some plain clothes cops,
And the sun don't rise,
cause the rain don't stop,
The pain don't stop,
but my brain don't stop,
And no lock-outs,
the game don't stop,
Everyone should change yo
locks, change yo spots,
Get a little smart, want
to change your tops,
Re-arrange your rocks, look
ya game your friends money,
You got a Benz or Range money,
you got Benz or Range money,
But if I get locked,
I ain't got no bail,
But I come home on the
week-ends, pablo jail,
See I came a long way,
from living the wrong way,
That's sniffing on pon'e,
to sipping on con'ac.
Hay, you wanna be a star
you'll have your own day,
Where they play ball,
drink & get a buzz,
Reminiscing, what
a good kid he was,
I don't know what happened
all he did was spread me love.
That's when you apposing
me, Killa get the Rosary.
Fuck that rap shit, I die
for mines, motherfucker!
Why it feel like
I'm losing weight,
Why I ain't got no money
if I'm moving weight,
My life based upon what I'ma do
today, why I can't move away.
Just loot and me without the
scrutiny, niggas screwing me.
Two & three truencies,
four shots, one tooly G.,
One euligy, make sure my mother
and girl, smothered in pearls.
When a nigga under the world.
Gather round ya'll,
it's going down ya'll
Murder rap, clown nigga
back down through,
Straight like that, ya'll
niggas, fuck around yo.
Bandana P., blow thirds,
the fourth take you up
off this thugs shit.
I keep a beamed out fifth,
is you fiend out, nigga
catch a clean bullet,
I live a streets life, ya
heard guns, money and birds.
Get dead armed, you dead
on your jewels and work.
You out your place, talking
to the wrong style dun,
Capitol P., Ya'll know
what's the outcome.
Wimp out son, rather
pull out the stoute guns,
Don't let your mouth
get you in some shit,
your legs can't run from.
For all the killers and
hundred dollar hoes.
For real bitches,
check me out through,
We be the most ill,
more drama than Denzel
More liver than then the
park fighting Sonny Carson
Me and killa Cam live at
the Carbon, It's crazy
Bitches throwing their pussy,
niggas flashing you crazy
Why it feel like
I'm losing weight,
Why I ain't got no money
if I'm moving weight,
My life based upon what I'ma do
today, why I can't move away.
Just loot and me without the
scrutiny, niggas screwing me.
Two & three truancies,
four shots, one tooly G.,
One euligy, make sure my mother
and girl, smothered in pearls.
When a nigga under the world.
Why it feel like
I'm losing weight,
Why I ain't got no money
if I'm moving weight,
My life based upon what I'ma do
today, why I can't move away.
Just loot and me without the
scrutiny, niggas screwing me.
Two & three truancies,
four shots, one tooly G.,
One euligy, make sure my mother
and girl, smothered in pearls.
When a nigga under the world.
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