[Intro]
Gyeah
Fuck wit me
C'mon
Check it, uh
[Verse 1]
Sick things, sick rings, this shit is sickening
Sick chains sick aim, 5th bang 5th frame
Bail money lawyers actin' funny when I come through
Hit 'em with a bundle on the humble
Couple notes, seen Boy George with a Rolls
Shit, I want one too
What the fuck I'm gon' do
But get it if it's there to be gotten 'til I'm dried and rotten
And I'm rockin' sideways muthafucka crime pays
I need it, I'll get it, I got it, I'll chop it, I'll double the profit
And bubble the pockets, I'm living to die
Niggas talk fly 'til I walk by and pop somethin'
Muthafuckas forgot somethin', I'm not frontin'
This ain't rap, music this ain't that
You fuck around I'll have you sleepin' where the saints at
Sincerely yours Shyne muthafuckin' Po
Bitch get yo' bags hit the muthafuckin' do'
[Chorus]
May the angels walk with me 'till I die
Big things, big rims nigga, 'till I die
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, 'till I die
I can say I seen it all and done it all, when I die
May the angels walk with me 'till I die
Big things, big rims nigga, 'till I die
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, 'till I die
I can say I seen it all and done it all, when I die
[Verse 2]
A G is a G, a ki is a ki, a snitch is a fish
With no fins that can't swim when I dump him in the river
Charcoal gray R, 12 cylinders bulletproof sentences
Trial day tentative
I sound like who? Y'all sound like trash
Get off my dick and pass my cash
They don't do it cause I rap about it
I rap about it cause they do it
My music's the conduit to a ticket, I live it
Bitch nigga, I cook it and pitch it
Wipe the prints up off the shit and ditch it, uh
Hip-Hop ain't responsible for violence in America
America's responsible for violence in America
Back to the flow, nose full of blow
Rolls full of hoes, leave a nigga clothes full of holes
The schools didn't want me so the drug dealers taught me
Simple math, step on it twice and bring it back
Get 4 times what you paid, divide the labor costs
And still come away with enough to play
And I see the same shit in niggas younger than me
Runnin' the streets lookin for somethin' to eat
[Chorus]
May the angels walk with me 'till I die
Big things, big rims nigga, 'till I die
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, 'till I die
I can say I seen it all and done it all, when I die
May the angels walk with me 'till I die
Big things, big rims nigga, 'till I die
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, 'till I die
I can say I seen it all and done it all, when I die
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