Headed to the bank f*ck
What another nigga thank
Big dawg blood got rank
Want shoot me a nigga I'll shank
Run that back that's a 10-4
Fam and the friends I'll kill for
Slap me a nigga like debo
Hood certified cause the streets know
Nigga where ya gal at
Feed her to the homie that's a gang bang
You talking that shit your an campaign
Make it off the ground did my own thang
I served these niggas like cocaine
Run one deep stay my own lane
You f*cked up the bag that's a dame shame
Started from the bottom build my own name
J you the realist
Raise by killers and dogs
You raised by bitches and frauds
Niggas be talking they broads
Niggas be capping they flexing
No you can't sit in my section
Speaking my truth my blessing
Got on my grind not stressing
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
As it seems I'm unstoppable
Me without the mic is impossible
Living life as an obstacle
Got haters frozen like popsicles
I point the beam and I gotcha
I blow you straight out that socket
I'm on the chase for the green
So who are you to denied it
You can trip up and try it don't be surprise when my people come mobbing like riots
I'm assembling my bars like Nick Fury
I murder the game don't need a jury
I'm king of this now there's a theory
I'm going long hail Mary
I see where I'm going I'm a visionary
You think winning that's temporary
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Jae.$hine - Death Row (feat. J.Haynes) Lyrics
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Headed to the bank f*ck
What another nigga thank
Big dawg blood got rank
Want shoot me a nigga I'll shank
Run that back that's a 10-4
Fam and the friends I'll kill for
Slap me a nigga like debo
Hood certified cause the streets know
Nigga where ya gal at
Feed her to the homie that's a gang bang
You talking that shit your an campaign
Make it off the ground did my own thang
I served these niggas like cocaine
Run one deep stay my own lane
You f*cked up the bag that's a dame shame
Started from the bottom build my own name
J you the realist
Raise by killers and dogs
You raised by bitches and frauds
Niggas be talking they broads
Niggas be capping they flexing
No you can't sit in my section
Speaking my truth my blessing
Got on my grind not stressing
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
As it seems I'm unstoppable
Me without the mic is impossible
Living life as an obstacle
Got haters frozen like popsicles
I point the beam and I gotcha
I blow you straight out that socket
I'm on the chase for the green
So who are you to denied it
You can trip up and try it don't be surprise when my people come mobbing like riots
I'm assembling my bars like Nick Fury
I murder the game don't need a jury
I'm king of this now there's a theory
I'm going long hail Mary
I see where I'm going I'm a visionary
You think winning that's temporary
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
What another nigga thank
Big dawg blood got rank
Want shoot me a nigga I'll shank
Run that back that's a 10-4
Fam and the friends I'll kill for
Slap me a nigga like debo
Hood certified cause the streets know
Nigga where ya gal at
Feed her to the homie that's a gang bang
You talking that shit your an campaign
Make it off the ground did my own thang
I served these niggas like cocaine
Run one deep stay my own lane
You f*cked up the bag that's a dame shame
Started from the bottom build my own name
J you the realist
Raise by killers and dogs
You raised by bitches and frauds
Niggas be talking they broads
Niggas be capping they flexing
No you can't sit in my section
Speaking my truth my blessing
Got on my grind not stressing
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
As it seems I'm unstoppable
Me without the mic is impossible
Living life as an obstacle
Got haters frozen like popsicles
I point the beam and I gotcha
I blow you straight out that socket
I'm on the chase for the green
So who are you to denied it
You can trip up and try it don't be surprise when my people come mobbing like riots
I'm assembling my bars like Nick Fury
I murder the game don't need a jury
I'm king of this now there's a theory
I'm going long hail Mary
I see where I'm going I'm a visionary
You think winning that's temporary
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Came in the game like Suge
Did ever thang I could
Wish a nigga would
Brought the bands back to the hood
Mama I made it out good
Writer: ISAIAH JACKSON, Jerald Haynes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid