C.R.E.A.M. 2009
(专辑： War Angel LP - 2009)
You wanna smoke that? Go 'head, roll it, son I
don't give a
fuck, man, smoke that shit, man Or you can smoke crack if you wanna smoke crack I
don't give a
fuck what you wanna do, man Don't look to me to stop you, man Yeah, I'm not getting in the
way Cash rules, I
keep a
shooter 'round me Queens get the
money, I
have a
nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the
hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the
money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) You are now under my hypnosis Summertime grind, come out with the
toasters I
return like an animal ferocious New money breeds, new enemies, nigga you know this Another mil', another nigga sick I
got nothing but hard dick for your bitch to lick I
box unorthodox, southpaw, outlaw, bricks of raw I'm out in the
drought, I
make the
dope price soar Shit cool 'til the
mac out, run when it back out A
nigga finna blackout, better pray that bitch jam It's in God's hands, it's all God plan You mean even when a
nigga getting smoked, goddamn Cash rules, I
keep a
shooter 'round me Queens get the
money, I
have a
nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the
hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the
money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) I
push my pen with passion, I'm the
author of the
struggle When pain is a
head crack, the
sign of the
devil Trip' 6-6-6, I'm back on my bullshit See clear through my third eye, it's gon' be a
murder Every summer, every winter, every spring You think I'm bullshitting, I
put that on everything The
shooting gon' stop right after the
shit-talking I
was selling crack while Mike was moon-walking 20 off a
pack, I
stack, I
can't call it I
blast ya like NASA, Jack, you outta orbit I
mean you outta order, you don't want me to send a
nigga to you So he could put some hot shit through you, do you? Cash rules, I
keep a
shooter 'round me Queens get the
money, I
have a
nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the
hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the
money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard) Yeah, I'm back, baby, I'm back New shit, the
drought over, new product Yeah, man I
can't fit in with these niggas, man I
mean niggas got Mohawks, they wearing skinny jeans, man I
think these niggas is faggots, man, for real, man They with the
rainbow club, man You think this shit is a
fad? Come on, man I
think it's more than that, man I
think it's more than that So if a
nigga wear a
dress you gon' put on a
dress too? Come on, man Cash rules, I
keep a
shooter 'round me Queens get the
money, I
have a
nigga killed y'all (Killed y'all) Kill the
hood, ask niggas 'bout me Jesus, for the
money, niggas'll go real hard (Real hard)
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