Lyrics

, now this rap shit has been good to me, it pays my bills keeps me in jewelry, sometimes its conflicts cause theres usually, a nigga tryin to get back where he used to be, now i got to go and get disrespectful, all cause niggas ain't recognizing that i'm the one, knowin' if i see 'em and hop out they gon' run, visualizing the outcome, multiple lead showers, dozens of pretty flowers, memories, tears, screams and hollas for hours, fuckin' cowards ya bird brain should've stayed in college, now ya in a war zone where niggas die over dollars, now what you get? nothing but a moment of silence, and old ladies screaming stop the violence, here we go another typical video, niggas screaming out a city that knows he's a ho, really though take a look at you then look at me, i'm a g and you a y-s-s-u-p or p-u-s-s-y it don't matter, how ya flip it reaarange or move it, niggas die over music, it's simple ain't it?, the d's tryin to find out if its gang related, i'm ridin' in my old school candy painted, the unit on top and they mad we made it, we can't be faded, it's simple ain't it?, the d's tryin to find out if its gang related, i'm ridin' in my old school candy painted, the unit on top and they mad we made it, we can't be faded, it's simple ain't it?, here's a little story i would like to tell, about a certain individual perpetrating like hell, well you seen him 'round imitating legends, tough as hell on his records, but terrified of my presence, its tickin cuz his career only last a couple seconds, beggin' for attention droppin a name in every sentence, a little slim punk from the other side of the water, is the target intended for the slaughter, so call ya lawyer i get up on ya, ya enemies are rich, man think about it, you can't even control ya bitch, these industry fucks don't want no drama, nigga respect me like a old timer, like osama i'm a, keep my composure before i burn that nigga, radio rapper howard stern ass nigga, and i'm a be on top with or with no hit, cuz i'm so slick, ask them niggas ya roll wit yeah!, it's simple ain't it?, the d's tryin to find out if its gang related, i'm ridin' in my old school candy painted, the unit on top and they mad we made it, we can't be faded, it's simple ain't it?, the d's tryin to find out if its gang related, i'm ridin' in my old school candy painted, the unit on top and they mad we made it, we can't be faded, it's simple ain't it?

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Artist: banks, lloyd