Lyrics

, i'm from the home of the malt liquor, talk slicker, where guns spark quicker, on four niggas, them niggas better walk with you, take the long way home, my finger itchin' and this barrel so loooong, like pinocchio's nose my list of foes grows, casket closed, air tight like mystikal's cornrows, expose rap niggas, take hoes from rap niggas, never said shit when they seen me, get your toe tag nigga, the compton lyricist, you niggas can't get with this, used to tap dre on the shoulder like, "nigga come hear this shit", he thinkin' he slick and shit, nigga sweeter than licorice, los angeles god, we mob like infamous, ain't from queensbridge or brooklyn but we done shook ones, bullets, i done took some, crack, i done cook some, don't you stand there and look dumb, ain't no honor amongst thieves, especially when the hook come, lives, i done took some, when i look around i hear something tell me, that i'm the type of nigga you could be down for, and i be hearing niggas say they gon' kill me, and be the type of niggas i think i should make a move on, but i came to let you know i keep that heat for real, i kicks in doors when your rap bars is iggy, i pull up floors and take them charges with me, aventador as i explore the city, phillipe's with my henchmen, nigga, word to jimmy, you could be swimmin' in the hudson, it's nothin', think i'm bluffin'? guns cocked, say somethin', ain't too many real niggas in this here rap shit, the industry soft when plies getting slammed and shit, i feel like mayweather in may weather, whoop the white nigga ass, it might pay better, got my timbs on the gas in this grey sweater, tag coogi, i bet you'd be more cautious if you knew me, your girl tryna do me, hoochie, groupie, she tryna catch up on a gucci, baby, no, i'm out like karrueche, gave me that bj so i slid in that bazooki, and that's my i'm the dookie, you fuck me, i'm fucking your bitch, stupid, when i look around i hear something tell me, that i'm the type of nigga you could be down for, and i be hearing niggas say they gon' kill me, and be the type of niggas i think i should make a move on, but i came to let you know i keep that heat for real, dej holla at these niggas for me, you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, pull up on a nigga like, "uh", you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, you know i know where you live at, boy, pull up on a nigga like, uh"

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Artist: game, the