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40z And Shorties
02:06
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Whippin the grain inside the caddy
Doing my thang upon the fucking floor
Hitting em with that one-two step
And then I rob this nigga hoe
Sliding? by my chain
You see the diamond pinky ring and stones
That's dancing in my mouth
Shining like they been hit by the rain
I'm ruthless
I'm heartless
Straight out of the fucking coffin
Gorilla the killa
The pimp that's always flossing
Bending corners in that escalade
Loving pussy staying paid
Swerving through the interstate
The money always calling mane
Pull up to the liquor store
To get some woods and sip a four
Run-up to the barbecue to shoot these dice
And play cee-lo
Bumping classics smoking magic
Never worry bout no static
Pussy boy this automatic
Bitch you want it you can have it
Swanging with them elbows
Peanut butter jelly coke
Candy paint be dripping
So you know that bitch fresh off that hoe
Popping trunk and banging screw
Trunking two's say whatta do
Parking pimping macking women
Thought you knew that I'm a fool
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo family straight to sleep
Riding with the duster by my side
I'm about to sweep the streets
Tell them hoes I stole this murder [?] when I hit they fuckin' town
Tato tip all on that bitch so they don't make no sound
It's the Grey *59, step inside the Columbine
Where you witness your demise
And this throne will still be mine
Grey Gorilla Mac 9, make your heart flat line
Speaking bout my fucking clique
Buckle up and throw down
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Oh shit, here we go
These percs and xans, I'm feelin' low
We skrrt the Porsche, the engine blow
I been too rich, now watch me glow
Draco twitch now, watch me empty out a clip
Shoot, shoot, shoot, bet your luck I'll hit yo shit
VVS my neck, jeweled out too, my wrist
Where the hunnid, hunnid, hunnid
[?] in a brick
I got too much on me, that's why your bitch, she want me
Iced out, all gold, hear the boy froze
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips
Watchin' for the police cause they always tryna catch me mane
A 2-11 in progress, I'm bout to rob this sucka out his shit
Tie him up and tape his mouth, tell this bitch don't make no sound
Throw that busta in the trunk, bout to take him Hellbound
Out the grave, you can't kill what's dead
I like my room bloody red
My souvenir, this sucka head
And in the water is where he dread
Tearin' up the hot lead
I like the shotty cus its' spread
Fuckin' with the killa, promise by the end
You'll be dead
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Bitch you know this score is murder
When I'm crossing through your fucking hood
Bullies with them pulleys, making em'
The set is still up to no good
Bring the pump
Leaving the body inside of the trunk
Your body get slumped
Mangle the body and leave it in chunks
Slow to the flow, roll up the skunk
Comin' out the Westside, jumping out the whip
With a full clip then I let it bust
With a deadly touch
Get em buck as fuck
Don't get stuck by the devil's son
Cursed and burned by the flames
This ain't an arrange
I'm bringing the pain
Looked in the brain
I don't give a fuck
Hanging myself then cutting the vein
It's a stick-up
My chopper do the hiccup
Pull up with the cuete five pints in the pick-up
Long Haired Dragon with
The Silver Back Gorilla
Keystone the Prince
Down south of North Califa
Ain't shit changed walking round
With my teaser
Homies keep they thang cholo tryna get they visa
Swiper no swiping
Mastercard or them Visas
Time to get slammed
Fuckboy it's the season
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4. |
The New Jim Jones
01:50
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Bitch I pull off in that Chevy
While I'm lighting up that heavy
Bending corners
Soaking up the game
These sucka' niggas always envy
Coming out the cemetery ghost
The serving up all these hoes
Push my weight
And stand on my toes
I'm living my life; the way this shit goes
Take a second
Learn yo lessons
Count yo blessings
Who you testing?
Gripping on that Smith & Wesson
Send yo ass straight up to heaven
Thinking 'bout more murder
When these bunkers pay to trick my mind
Bring that ana to my post
And wet 'em up, then give 'em slime
Dancin' with the devil
Kiss my sins up on they lips
Dicking down the Devil's throat
Turn that hoe into my bitch
Watch me do my dougie
Pop my collar, show my teeth and take a breath
Smoking on that budda's ass gorilla blood inside my flesh
Came from nothing, turn it into something
Bitch, you see me stunting
Pimping Zeus and diamond coffins
Hoes just wanna give me suction
Pushing through the fucking fast lane
Pouya told me "get it mane"
The pain is out the fucking cage
I'm locking jaws, splitting brains
Hustle for my paper 'cause I don't know any other way
Standing by the liquor store
Moving weight, staying paid
Moving to a culdesac
Straight up out the fucking hood
Call my folks and let 'em know
Ramirez doing somewhat good
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See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim
They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change
And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same
Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range
The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright
My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night
We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight
Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes
These niggas say I'm switching fuck what they say
Got me feeling like I'm Tom Hanks in Castaway
You can see the ice that's on my wrist from miles away
And if you got a problem let the guns spray
Fuck what they talkin bout I'm rolling on this lonely road
You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store
I spent the check to send my momma down to Monico
They playing Young Ramirez on the late night radio
And you know gang is always down to roll
I'm rollin with the nine i'm Naruto
I can't never switch up no I won't
Cause being me's the only thing I know
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6. |
Break Yosef
02:06
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It's the mothafuckin' murderer
Kickin' in yo house bitch
Run up on a busta' clique
And show 'em what the "Grey" is
You know this girl don't be no hoe
Run it up, it's toe to toe
Break a mothafucka'
Make that mothafucka' hit the floor
Gripping on the fucking gauge
Show these bustas' all my rage
Grey Gorilla, Mystic Mac G
Hot out the fucking cave
Hit a nigga with a beam
Hear his momma fucking scream
Lurking in the dark at night
Got it from my Uncle Richy
Coming out the fucking cuts
I put the blade inside yo fucking friends
Triple Six, my carrier
I promise you can't fuck with this
Living by the 59
A savage on a fucking hunt
Whipping off the Nina
Bitch, I promise you don't want no funk
It's the Grey, the 5, the 9
The murder suicide
Decapitate a mothafucka'
Leave 'em by the riverside
Resurrected by the devil
[?] I'm on a path of vengeance
Powered by the crescent moon
Fuck the judge
Bitch, I'm your sentence
Creeping out the cuts
I put the red dot on your temple
Ever since I came up out the cage
I've used my weapons instrumental
Bitch, you think you slick
'Cause you runnin' out yo mouth
I'ma be that mothafucka' you gon' have to worry 'bout hoe
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Pimping hoes and breaking sluts
Put my dick inside yo butt
Then dance around yo fucking guts
My candy paint immaculate
The smacking game it ain't no thang
Counting money getting brain
Selling hoes and switching lanes
Pop my collar then regain
It's cold inside my mouth
With all these jewels inside my teeth
And these gators on my feet
And a suit that's dipped in salmon pink
I'm rolling in that Cadillac
Chopping blades and bending corners
Smoking sticky marijuana
Box the whip like it's a sauna
Drugs popping bass I'm coming down
In that candy thang local bitches fucking
For a follow on the Internet
I been a vet mackin' out of town like its all the same
Won't settle for less
This some respect up on my intellect
I'm in a jet each and every day
Serving up a fiend on codeine
With my team Lamborghins on triple beans
Cooking up a brick
Since a jit we saw 36
Been up on a lick
Genghis shit
With yo bitch on my dick
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8. |
I Know That You Like It
02:01
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Kicking the side of yo crib
I'm looking for murder
I'm talking bout death
I'm taking your breath
Im leaving you fucked up
With bullet holes all in yo chest
You're causing the bad dreams
By running ya mouth to the cops
I'm wet up the block in slippery socks
I fuck up the game
I'm leaving your body out so it can rot
Thinking you slick bout talking that shit
But you just a bitch
I'm coming equipped
But uzi the clip I'm losing my mind
Popping these pills and I'm wasting my time
Serving my sorrows i promise I'm fine
An eye for an eye and we all end up blind
The son of the devil
I stand in my prime
The king of the wicked
My feelings declined
I know that you like it
Why don't you just try it
You know you can't hide it
Got you all excited
Thinking about the pain inside
I'm losing my breath
Gripping on this tec
So I can relieve all this stress
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9. |
Grey Tee
01:55
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Boy I slang in my grey tee
Rob in my grey tee
Kill a mothafucka'
Dig a grave in my grey tee
Hit licks in my grey tee
Fuck a bitch in my grey tee
All in the hood
Sellin' bricks in my grey tee
Runnin to the fuckin bank I need this whole bag filled
And If you don't, we got a problem
All my silver back gorillas kill
Runnin' up and ride
I be the modern day Escobar
Bitch I'm like I'm on a run
Man, these bitches flying far
Talking shit, just fight me
Run it up like Nike
Gorillas in the mist
You a minor
We's the major leagues
Duckin' in my black tee
Breaking down a bitch quick
Fucking with the youngin
Boy, Ramirez got the hit stick
Pull a bitches mayday
I know you from the urgency
Keep my name anonymous
At least, they've never heard of me
One, with this shit
Got a gun with a long dick
Hit it from the left side
Boy, I'm on my bullshit
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Flip my fucking cross I don't need a messiah
Fuck a crown of thorns I got a crown of barb wire
Burn a fucking church
Light a blunt with the fire
Fumes got my head spinning like a fucking tire
Me and my whole clique are pariahs
Hittin C notes like the choir
Hittin C notes Like mariah
Ya bitch wanna give me her saliva
Adding 6 more bitches to The dick now that's the Hydra
Pride to the Odyssey
I fuck your mom's vagina
She was soft and wet like papaya
Suicide for hire
Holes in my designer
Haters on me like a fucking sniper
Me and $lick ripping blades waiting to retire
It's the corpse creeping up the graveyard snort a 8 ball
Bullets fall like a raindrop on a stable
51/50 psych ward killa'
Northside gorilla grey 59 militia
I'm a punk get the picture
Shooting Junk thru' my tissue
Walking Solo with you chilling sipping lean with no filla'
Triple the 6 fuck a bitch I got that itch I gotta scratch
You diss a bitch you never scrap got the demons on my back
They tellin me is time to fucking kill tonight
Ridin' with the lights dim and a scope on sight
What a thrill (x2)
When the trigger finger pull
Bound for hell fuck the law pussy boy fuck you
Creepin out the jungle it's the silverback gorilla
Man beating on my chest
I pull up and I blow your fucking brains
Throw your Ligaments inside a pit
And then I watch em' burn
Dancing round the flames
I'm spitting out these sacrificial words
Roll me up a blunt
With the page that I ripped out of the bible
I been feelin' homicidal gripping on my fucking rifle
Bitch you thinking that you safe
But I find out where the fuck you stay
Pull up to your neighborhood
And let the fucking gauge spray
Boy I'm saucin' I do this often
I lay inside my coffin rotting, I sit here plotting
I'm skating down through Compton
Caution that when I'm charting them
I'm 'bout to fucking rob em
Hang him from the crucifix to
Leave his family just to watch em
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The Mystical Warlock
03:03
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Twist me up a blunt
I'm smokin' on a ghetty green
The grey gorilla comin' out the amazon
I cause a murder scene
Psycho, skitso
Boy I'm just a maniac
Poppin' pills to calm me down, but I just don't know how to act
Floatin' down the bayou
With two corpse' sleepin' with the fishes
Dishin' out the game that I was taught, that shit is cold pimpin'
Never lackin', always packin, shit is gettin' hectic mane
Niggas tryna take my life cause jealously is in they vein
Call my momma let her know her son is doin' little better
Still depressed
But I been doin' alright since I got some cheddar
Didn't have no pot to piss in but I kept on with my mission
Tryna get my Franks up, and live my life with disposition
Glock cock, Glock pop
Now a nigga dead and gone
Deep inside of hell is where I lay my head and call my home
Make sure you call your reverend when I pull up to your fuckin' place
Grab the gauge and shoot that motherfucker straight up in his face
Killin' a busta
Strike the name up out my fuckin' black list
Redrum carved up in my mind a new blade just to slit my wrist
Lay beneath the dirt, I reappear up in the dark at night
Stand inside the pentagram, I read the scriptures then recite
God can't save me, I came to fuckin' die
Sacrifice an unknown body
Then become immortalized
Burn a church, quench my thirst
In the burning flames is where I lurk
When you look inside my fuckin' eyes
You see the hate and hurt
Comin' out the crazy house
I creep up, better lock yo door
Suck the barrel like a dick up on this magnum .44
You talkin' to the devil's son
With three six on the stereo
Lookin' down straight at the floor
With blood up on the fuckin' snow
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