K Dot
Last night I had a dream bout Rose and dice games
Woke up in my cell and saw that my whole life changed
I was born with the rock in my hand
Got older put the Glock in my hand that’s cause my mans died
But now my moms she finally understand why
I had to bring that gun in the crib and tell all them damn lies
Beef separate real niggas and fake bros
Jail separate real women and fake hoes
So tell me why would I lie for it
You already know what I’m jacking my niggas died for it
You got the sour roll it up and keep my head bite
Dice games 4 5 6 to keep my bread tight
I’m addicted to money and sex and nice brauds
Never thought I see the day that I would be a Hood Star
It’s K-Dot damn look at what the fame get
You always get a crib with ya gun that’s what the game taught me
No sleep hard work watch me break fast
Never had a paycheck everything was Straight Cash
But when it’s on it’s on niggas get stage fright
I’m tryna fuck you and your friend all in the same night
Moe Money
My body aching the coufin’s where I’m ready to lye
Cause hesitating to live got me ready to die
I’m in the daze This beef shit got my brothers gone
I got it bad like a mother fucking Usher song
Can’t sleep can’t eat unless my tool there
Everybody movin’ funny 2012’s a fools year
Them funny guys ain’t down to scuffle
So I got a couple shells for you guys to juggle
They day my mind state went from fighting to the Glocks
Was the day I had to see part of my circle in the box
That bitch name Karma far from sweet
So if you are my enemies don’t walk the streets
Cause I drake the drama and cock the heat
Fuck a shot my brothers gone save a spot for me
They want me to freeze in that coufin leather
Since my moms know we don’t even walk together
Last night I had a dream bout Rose and dice games
Woke up in my cell and saw that my whole life changed
I was born with the rock in my hand
Got older put the Glock in my hand that’s cause my mans died
But now my moms she finally understand why
I had to bring that gun in the crib and tell all them damn lies
Beef separate real niggas and fake bros
Jail separate real women and fake hoes
So tell me why would I lie for it
You already know what I’m jacking my niggas died for it
You got the sour roll it up and keep my head bite
Dice games 4 5 6 to keep my bread tight
I’m addicted to money and sex and nice brauds
Never thought I see the day that I would be a Hood Star
It’s K-Dot damn look at what the fame get
You always get a crib with ya gun that’s what the game taught me
No sleep hard work watch me break fast
Never had a paycheck everything was Straight Cash
But when it’s on it’s on niggas get stage fright
I’m tryna fuck you and your friend all in the same night
Moe Money
My body aching the coufin’s where I’m ready to lye
Cause hesitating to live got me ready to die
I’m in the daze This beef shit got my brothers gone
I got it bad like a mother fucking Usher song
Can’t sleep can’t eat unless my tool there
Everybody movin’ funny 2012’s a fools year
Them funny guys ain’t down to scuffle
So I got a couple shells for you guys to juggle
They day my mind state went from fighting to the Glocks
Was the day I had to see part of my circle in the box
That bitch name Karma far from sweet
So if you are my enemies don’t walk the streets
Cause I drake the drama and cock the heat
Fuck a shot my brothers gone save a spot for me
They want me to freeze in that coufin leather
Since my moms know we don’t even walk together
( Kdot Hoodstarz )
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