Stamped
This it right here ya hear me? I told you I'm the Rookie of the year ya hear me?)
(This gone do it right here for real this shit gone stamp it on God)
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
I'm the one can't bend or fold or break the code that's on the gang
I'm the one that can't pull over when patrol get in my lane
I'm with Gwoppas tell lil 23 pop em know he keep a flame
KD stop 'em, Bigga killin' robbers, Nero make it rain (Gwop, Gwop)
Smoking premium straight out the package, we do it for real them niggas be cappin
In the 8 with a shot and I'm smashin', they know wassup with a nigga no asking
Made a play had to fly down Jackson
Right before dat I was Thuggin in Ashton, (Hills)
Play like a bitch if you wanna I might run up on 'em and leave 'em relaxing
(Killed)
They telling me calm down I steady be flashing like "Gway aye you need chill"
Fuck that, I do it sober I don't need a perc just to fuck, or go on a drill
Niggas be talking they irritate, choppas and dinner plates, we gotta get it for real
Hot as a lil Caesar slice, I'ma fuck her tonight, by the morning I won't be right here
30 shots he run up on me ain't got no opponents these niggas be scared, fear
I'll never snake my young nigga he been too 100 for me he correct, pure
How long you think I'ma aim just to blow out a brain and leave the boy dead, years
I felt too much of the pain this shit ain't the same it's hurting my head, tears
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
(All that, I'ma walk 'em down)
(Leave a nigga ass gone ya hear me)
(Fasho it's stamped)
(This gone do it right here for real this shit gone stamp it on God)
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
I'm the one can't bend or fold or break the code that's on the gang
I'm the one that can't pull over when patrol get in my lane
I'm with Gwoppas tell lil 23 pop em know he keep a flame
KD stop 'em, Bigga killin' robbers, Nero make it rain (Gwop, Gwop)
Smoking premium straight out the package, we do it for real them niggas be cappin
In the 8 with a shot and I'm smashin', they know wassup with a nigga no asking
Made a play had to fly down Jackson
Right before dat I was Thuggin in Ashton, (Hills)
Play like a bitch if you wanna I might run up on 'em and leave 'em relaxing
(Killed)
They telling me calm down I steady be flashing like "Gway aye you need chill"
Fuck that, I do it sober I don't need a perc just to fuck, or go on a drill
Niggas be talking they irritate, choppas and dinner plates, we gotta get it for real
Hot as a lil Caesar slice, I'ma fuck her tonight, by the morning I won't be right here
30 shots he run up on me ain't got no opponents these niggas be scared, fear
I'll never snake my young nigga he been too 100 for me he correct, pure
How long you think I'ma aim just to blow out a brain and leave the boy dead, years
I felt too much of the pain this shit ain't the same it's hurting my head, tears
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
Ain't no more control, bitch we wall to wall we 50 deep
Take down up the score, ain't no beef we feed the boy Swiss Cheese
I'm the one that made a way and put GG on TV screens
I'm the one that thug for Zay until the day I gotta leave
(All that, I'ma walk 'em down)
(Leave a nigga ass gone ya hear me)
(Fasho it's stamped)
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Writer(s): Derrick Robinson
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