up another notch Hip hop got my spine smothered But I'll be fine brother My mind hovers above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You
So many niggaz on my corner died A marijuana how I mourn you guys (I mourn you) And nevermind that My cash better find that (bring my cash) We do the
(feat. Max B) [Chorus x2: Max B & Jim] BYRD GANG WE GET MONEY.... WE WON'T STOP, WE DESTINED TO BLOW I'MA TAKE MY NIGGAZ AND BITCHES WHEREVER I GOOOO
(feat. Max B) [Chorus:] G's up nigga, ho's down If the bitch can't swim she gon'drown Runnin the streets totin' the 4 pound U didn't know we was them
(feat. Max B) Yeah L-O-X nigga It don't stop It keep goin, and goin, and goin, and goin Motherfuckers [Styles Paniro:] You heard it from the P, you
a team homie The rest are just fiends Get it right cuz my city is to hard My words don't mean shit without these few scars I'm serious All of my
at my face, Look at my car, Look at my waist then look at my scars. Look out da window see where we are. In my phantom, in my rover, bangin... [Ne-Yo
blood, peace almighty We all thugs and we run the streets nightly And get my lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them
and park, is when I'm makin my mark See the fact's that I'm tryin to strive and capitalize in Start to max-a-mimize and b-build a ent-ter-prise And wh
[Max B:] Know we just spittin' bars Boss Don Biggavel Broad Street Bully, Macaroni With The Cheese French Montana (C'mon) Got the boy rockin' with me
(feat. Max B and Gorilla Zoe) [French Montana:] Ay yo man I walk in the dealership, so they have the nerve to ask me "What my credit like? " I'm like
comfortably (we sit comfortably) {Max B, I'm feelin' wavy in this bitch} Uh-uh-oww (uh-uh-oww) {Broad Street Bully, Biggavel', let's get it} [Beanie Sigel {Max B
in the joint, huh? Stealin my light, huh? Watch me, duke, watch me Yo, check these up top murderous Snowy in the bezzle as the cloud merges F.B.I. try
ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my
hoe jockin us at the party I sip I sip I be ripped like sick hoes down with the klick the pack based boys yea that's my klick sagger though the street and I bang my
of my mind Thinkin many plots blossoms how amny times? I'm sedated my (?conscriptiated?) from beginning Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke To my
rollin' in my Caddy With my brim cold bent to the side I bump and slide Go mack in the back, 187 to the side Street Pilgrims, pioneering the land Above