(Plies talking) bruh bruh the streets is all i know,bruh aint nothing you can tell mhe bout the streets that i don't now (chorus) i hustle all day ball
Aye, bruh I'm a mother fuckin' goon So whatever chick I fuck with She got to be a goonette I'm her goon, yeah And she's my goonette I'm her goon, yeah
If you a bad lit kitty, kitty And you see me In the streets or in the club And you tryna get my attention Just purr Here, kitty, kitty, kitty Here, kitty
[Plies talking] Bruh bruh (bruh bruh) I got 'bought 80 stacks in my pockets right now bruh bruh (Wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself)
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky; some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick some say i'm hoeish
Oh, bruh, I got some muthafuckin' goons And the will do whatever the fuck I say do, bruh Got goons that do whatever I say Got four young niggas that
[Plies talking:] Bruh Bruh I know people be looking at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels They be seing all these diamonds on
Man, if you flaw, bruh I don't fuck with you at all I wouldn't give a damn If you some kin to me, bruh I don't fuck with you at all I don't fuck with
How ya'll say it up north? No homo I looked in the mirror this morning, bro And I said I'm finna give this rapping shit up, bro Bitch, I look too handsome
It's our time to shine through the down Glorified by what is ours We've fallen in love We've fallen in love It was the best idea I ever had Today I fell
I watch you on my TV screen My mind's in overdrive You're being whipped, your arse is red Being suspended by your breasts I love you, I love you My little
What's the sensation, of a bull-fight show ? For pain and mutilation, sick people wanna go, Tradition, so they say, paid cruelty to me, Bloodshed, tears
Pubs and clubs and opening hours Was all he knew One arm bandits and affiliated members Women taboo Had his own tankard And the evening standard And a
i walk bad like a thug i shoot up wid my slugs i like dogs like pugs
If it wasn't for the windows, my eyes would go to shit. If it wasn't for the time I killed today, working for network affiliates... If it wasn't for the
There's always a point To the undertones Right or wrong Neither lasts for long Explanations don't work We must be shown Fear to speak Because we stand
Terror and chaos A new world order Reign in fear The grip of clawed hands Like a plague Sweeping across the land The human race Is erased like writings
A dream of death! The sound of shovelled earth A dream of death! Distant voices can still be heard I open my eyes But I cannot see I scream unstrained