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LaDirectrice
LaDirectrice
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LaDirectrice
LaDirectrice
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Ladies and gentlemen, live in this motherfucker
You know, bitch, the whole motherfucking clique
Let it be known, ****, the boss of all balls
See that, ****? Y'all **** ain't shit
We're going to hit your ass up
Oh, y'all ****, I don't give a fuck who you running with
Doin' secret, what? Yo, yo
Some say my criminal experience is legendary
I do what's necessary, **** want to see me, buddy
Funny that you come in a hurry
I ain't going down
Fuck the world, ain't nothing to stop me
I whip them drugs and let you a shot, caller
From off the block, no longer rockin'
Puttin' money in my pocket makes you a wild baller
Bitch, ****, I'm prepared to die before I fly
I hit the weed, so I'll be forever high
My eyes see so much of misery before I flee
I hold me fire like the Lord
Bitch, they don't want to see me leave
Tell them the bug in me and G on anything I love
And fuck the law, 'cause the raw **** ain't free
This bitch is clear, but we can't see
This game is jealousy
Don't let them change it
Telling me motherfuckers
Bang, going down
Fuck the world, ain't nothing to stop me
What the fuck?
I can't sleep 'cause I keep hearing beats, loaded my spud
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
Bang, going down
Fuck the world, ain't nothing to stop me
What the fuck?
I can't sleep 'cause I keep hearing beats, loaded my spud
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
I got King Kong in my trunk
King Kong in my doors
My nuts play ping pong from the noise
You can hear me from a block away
I'm sitting next to your ass and you can't hear me
What you get to say
My shit is loud, my ear is ringing
My paint job is wet, my chrome is gleaming
I feel like a vet balling on these rookies
Old school bully, you must have played hooky
I bring it like a bookie
My aggression is depressing, don't give a motherfucker
Time to learn this lesson, a lunatic
Y'all know what I represent
Wanna fist fight the president, the only rapper
Wanna fist fight the president, president, president
And take a nation of **** to hold us back, motherfucker
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Got the MAC-11 slingin' from my shoulder
I can't sleep, 'cause I keep hearing P-Flood with Mossberg
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Saladina, let me run, slug
Had a .38 with the hollow point slug
I can't sleep, this bitch is clear, but we can't see
The ice country, bud, got me chokin'
I'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'
Yeah, that sick **** Biggie with the eight-shot fifth
With the extra clip for that extra shit
Don't you know that a killing is thrilling?
All the butts killing is all a part of drug dealing
A born gangster, my daddy was a thug
Had a .38 with the hollow point slug
So when he lift shots, **** drop
Quicker than a boot, mega cells and liquor
A little **** tryin' to squeeze .22s in my Reebok shoes
Playin' dudes, my kids were on they're ones and twos
Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster
Got the MAC-11 swingin' from my shoulder
It's a damn shame
I got to put my mama through the strain
I'm livin' in a house of pain
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Got the MAC-11 swingin' from my shoulder
I can't sleep, 'cause I keep hearin' beats, lovin' my spurt
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Saladina, let me run, slug, had a .38 with the hollow point slug
I can't sleep, God, damn (poor ****)
The motherfuckin' dust kicker
Who can you trust?
Do you have the heart to see a ****?
Before you go my name is "Smokin' on the tongue"
For so many foes bustin' motherfuckers out of the box
I ain't even go, now how the hell do you explain?
My kind of fame from doin' flicks to bustin' tricks
Out the fuckin' frame, got these bitches on my job
**** on my block, jealous ass suckers
Got them duckin' for my smokin' clock
And bustin' **** ass to stay alive
Skinny ass player watchin' bigger motherfuckers
They ask me how I'm livin'
I'm a hustler, fuckin' busters
Now it's only the ghetto, you ain't heard
**** got them AKs
To the burbs, aimin' at them skinhead bitches
Let it rain, givin' them a wet hook
To the house of pain
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Saladina, let me run, slug
I can't sleep, 'cause I keep hearing P-Flood with Mossberg
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Saladina, let me run, slug
I can't sleep, 'cause I keep hearing P-Flood with Mossberg
I can't sleep, the street is clear, but we can't see
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Fuck the world, I'm a thug, fuck the world, I'm a thug
Had a .38 with the hollow point slug
Fuck the world, I'm a thug, fuck the world, I'm a thug
You have to see it, the street is clear
But we can't see (you know)
Yeah, Hennessy makes plenty of enemies
You feel me? Yeah
Written by: LaDirectrice
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