| Paroles: | verseI
who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce,
stack cheddars forever,
live
treacherous, all the etceteras,
to the death of us, me and my confidants
we shine, you feel
the ambiance
y'all niggas just rhyme,
by the ounce doe accumulates like snow,
we dont
just shine, we illuminate the whole show,
ya feel me?,
factions from the other side would
love to kill me,
spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat,
fuck em,
they hate a nigga lovin his life,
in all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my
life,
hospital days, reflectin with my man laid up,
on a uptown hot block, he got his side
sprayed up,
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor setback,
yo still in all we livin, just
dream about the getback,
that made him smile though his eye said |
