IRC-Galleria

To beat niggas to the hospital is part of a war path
Hunt nigga down, for that swaggering cash,
And for dat property, I be the napo-leon nigga
Think is a mockery, charts this niggas, like is lottery
Coming with the revenues, clean this nigga properly
Recovery, proceed his G´s, and his company
Think this is just job to me, found out, is a robbery
The Processes wonÂ’t be minimal, see IÂ’m criminal
Way before this rap shit, both, and this stack shit
I used to doing taxes, run up on them Mac spit
Torture on niggas, bring that pain to the maxim
Shit deep, when we approach, when we come out side,
Niggas lie for that money, we donÂ’t come out smile
and they cry, when they see us, come out wild
but they aint never see us die, when we come out ride
Zany is a monster, animal without conscience nigga
I catch them niggas concert, ducking a trigger
talk hard but they soft, till they find out cold
life is precious then diamonds, jewers and cold
niggas shaw no love, when the heart turn cold
And for that money nigga, even heart turns cold
lotta mans turn evil for dat valible doe
some niggas kill whole family for dat sueside doe
living life in this cold worlds, shall I live
should I ride with my niggas, or ride for my kids
I donÂ’t know if I die, would god forgive
all them sins that I made, all that bad I did
I only remember them words, dat my pops told me
get up your ass in the school if you plan to be rich
and when this money quick, can trust this pricks
I never understood the message, till I find out quick
these niggas slick, turn around they fuck your bitch
1996 click, when we first time mix
Me, chillo, Jp, supply them spliffs
Used this bitchez as money earn, coping them bricks
many friends turn into greedy, started coping them kicks
All them profit they earned, got flown out vegas
loose they money, got mad, started to throw at table
Getter Advance, another brick, money blow out Laker
Lost they money, and they family, now they turn out haters
Time up, guns lucking nigga, we want our papers
Fuck mercy, no grace, see we done do favors
we donÂ’t give fuck, even is, Easter or holiday
we will catch you, driving on the high way
Think u pretty, u handsome, I put dat smile away
We living inda small world, you shouldnÂ’t run out away
you think safe on this streets, but we fine you pray
at beutyful day, catch you coming my way
tryina wave them Po Pos, like ist ok
nigga I got fo fo, nigga is okay

you got money, four letters, I suggest u pay
cause if you donÂ’t, watch your face turn a blood shot red
this shit bonified, fuck around eith cops and feds

I pray for the angels, and I call for a devil, hope there is no place inda hell for a revel
right hand on the bible, left hand on the rifle, four fingger on the trigger
Im a dangerou ass nigga, even they lock me down, gimme 25 or life
I still be a treat in the darkest night because Im a hard head nigga
since a baby knucle, I choosed the fast life and hustle, nice cars and msutle
pocket full of cash bundles, SIM full of girls number, both hand on that gun do
just incase this niggas wanna rumble, Ima cocky nigga also Im a humble
cause without god I wouldnt be alive so I thank my lord that im still rider
with them horses out and niggas cant stop my speed cause the force is out
and when come thrue hit them streets Air force is out...Black Kings...we are the Dope-Boys of the year....we got them porces out niiiggaas

Its M.O.B when we ride, four niggas with pride, Congo mafia dont die, only afro niggas multhply, no time for gettin high, see my times means pie, your time dont fly, my rhyme dont lie , and my guns speak russia, my knife speak haitian, mafioso, italy, my money speak asian, my revence is like osama, put a hole with them lamas, theres only one word drama,.. zany Im a treat, a problem, a issue you cant solve me because when we snap is wrap, no mercy when we attack, so please get back..get back..get back..get back...and BOOM!!! I told you mothafuckers...Black King Immortal

Whats the different betwin niggas and bitches, see em both gets greedy when is comes to to ritches
and whats different betwin niggas and hoes, see em both cant be trust like a man that been snitchin, now u can see that man inda kitchen working 12 hour in day and u can see that man in kitchen cockin crack and YAY, now whitch one live longer naf whitch on get pay but I see em both as a hustle no matter what you say, see theres two type of people inda world, there niggas that try and niggas that dont, so you cant tell me that I wont make out the hood less I ball like kobie or rap like Jay, there is getta away even for those nigga that dont pray, it was writting like nas sec album and mooses first book, Genesis, I will distroy all my enemies and lead my people to the brighter day

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I heard she fuckin like a porno star, porno star
I heard she fuckin like a porno star, porno star
I heard she fuckin like a porno star, porno star
yea, when I met her first time she had nice jeans on, nikes on
and white T on

she gave me eye contac

I told a bitch that Im love with my baby momma
then she turn around, tryina breakin down the drama
still she tryina hop up on nigga like she wanna ride me
wanna go ruff on a nigga like karate

every nigga was lookin at, starin at
maybe i can marrie her,
nah
she wanna get down with that nigga DICK
she wanna nigga QUICK
she wanna fucka nigga, sucka nigga like a porno FLICK
she a porno CHICK, (CHICK)
she wanna be a part of CLICK, wanna be a part of WIP, wanna party with the cLICK

I met u more than once and twise, first time u wasent nice,
mayde it was because the night, maybe it just because i aint the right,
maybe its just because is aint the time, maybe we just not meant to find,
maybe we just not meant to shine, this girl is sexy, jamacan fine,
maybe we can just makes sum time, book a table or take sum wine,
maybe u just wait for sight, maybe u just aint that kind, fuck first then hate and wind
or maybe u just not a meant to fine, maybe we just cant mate and rhyme
but you´r the girl thats change my mind, for you baby Ima raised the nine
chase em them things u praise and mind, nice shoes, new brace and dime
hot shoes with paintin line, nice coupe with paint thats bright
ice smooth like my paper right, you know I keep my paper tight
but i aint tryina brag and floss, get down with blacks because
H-town is full of Macs and frogs, hate now if ur cash dont talk
laid dow when my gat let off, pay now if your ass want walk
say now if your ass gone talk,

yo is time to regonize, whitch niggas their real
cause most niggas, bitch niggas their straight up squeels
Im on the feild, lill nigga tryina make sum meal
I need sum medication nigga, im about take sum pills
Extacy, sell it blood, get sum bills
Im on sum money chase nigga, tryina make cop me mill
and get rid of that welfare like Ima straight up still
but on the real, nigga i aint paid up still
I got em loans to pay, long way I came
from purse snacthing to low life fame
im in the range, mami about to gimme a brain
she on my chain, ask me how to spell my name
Zany, lil nigga with sum crack and aim
mac and flame, zany zane u know whats cracking mayne
I gotta get em packs nigga bro, fast than I can
fasten you, fasten he, nigga fasten your man
I dont give a fuck if ya niggas drivin at van
as a long you get money nigga and stay part of the fam
Im in the god blue land, tryina cop me a grand
so i can flip that money and put that money inda hand
I wanna my pocket lace fat like trinas ass
I want em kilos nigga (word) al pacino cash
I want it all, from hood rats to beyonces ass
and i dont give a fuck if that bitch fucks with that nigga
as a long she bring cash to daddy after she fucks that nigga
go head baby girl keep fuck with that nigga
bring dough to daddy like this bitchs do jigga
get low, this boy snitch man, he about to get digger
dear lord dont reach me, please make me ritcher
and if this niggas get strong, please make me a bigger
so I can fight niggas out and go pro wingy
I want it all nice chains, cars, broads and pingys
Im inda clubs, smokin buds and drinking
I aint thinking , cause time is money, my time means money
so if you really wanna fuck with sunny
better have money in that banka count, girl large mouth
drop your panies shoody, Im about to ballin now
I got 20 inch cock, so u know what Ima about
its in your mouth, shoddy lets move to the couth
u shouldnt never do that freak in your momas house
speacial when your daddys out, tryina hummer out
now u fucking with sum gangstas bro,
that girl gina my nigga, you shouldnt never went and bang that hoe,
thats the AG´s dougher, that gangsta bro

hit me like a weed
get you things that you need

Man, donÂ’t think they wont hit you cuz your bodyguards
Get your body laid on your blood with your bodyguards
Niggas think they bullet proof till them body cruss
Let see how your body does, when them shotty bust
I aint saying, I kicking guns like karate class
I spit heat out them rhymes and get your body blast
Watch your body get carry in them body bags
And I aint no type of nigga blood, that let that money pass
See, IÂ’m a type of nigga blood, that get that money fast
Fuck visas and your credit cards, I like it cash
IÂ’m like that money exchange nigga, yeah quick and fast
And for those niggas that hating, IÂ’m a quit your ass
See, niggas really donÂ’t care if you black or white
Cause, see mo money that you have, more catch you fight
Niggas walk out you close and trying a blast your sight
Niggas starving like them kids from a city of god
In my city niggas donÂ’t fell no petty or love
Only pretty I see, is city with no killing or thugs
Only fake niggas in the yard, trying a work with them bar
And chines mothafucker in road trying a floss with them cars
I aint hatting, IÂ’m just saying I donÂ’t care who you are
You can be a super star, lawyer and drive fancy cars
But when you come to payback, you wonÂ’t make alive
Lord Jesus wonÂ’t help you, even you got god on your side
And your homeboys wonÂ’t hear you, no matter how try
niggas wonÂ’t save your ass, no matter how you cry, then
And you can call your lawyers, your doctor, and your mom
Should though about that shit, when you played with them guns

See, Things done changed; itÂ’s same for them gangsters
Still we getting at money, still in the club wit em bangers
still same old G, still big time slanger, most valuble palyer
mothafuckin chain hanger, still no love for bitches and prankster
still breakin these beats, still dissin this studio wanksters
still hoopin, still I put in the hole like T-Mac when I bang em
still need that shit in system, ya know zany still drink em
still sippin wisky, still party, still smoking at sticky