My Priorities歌词
Oh-Yea we here - that's right my ****** light that **** up
Light your **** up oh-yea oh-yea
Tappin' bottles back that spit lines for the homies
That's R I P you feel me Aiight let's learn these ****** sumtin'
We gon' run down the line like this
Before I get the watch - I get the big glock
Before I step foot in the V - I get the stash box
No matter the casin' I'm bringin' the heat
Take my kids to Sesame Place I'm bringin' my heat
Fo'sho you neva know it might pop off
Better safe than sorry ****** could neva rob me
Or reach the hand toward me and in any type fashion
**** what you heard or think my **** blastin'
We hittin' the club; I get my contraband
You ******' wit us You'd rather suck madd ****
Before I squeeze I aim at your hat then
Without hesitation turn your **** backwards
Soon as I purchase my kicks; I put the gemstars in
So if they lock me up; my razor makes madd hits
Before I die the world gon' hear me
And make me rich my kids will be filthy
Priorities; put my gun on I'm ready for the day
Two; tryin' hit you before you hit me
C; he a good ***** don't call cross P
Four; balance my hatred and love more
E; tryin' to stay alive only live once
Six; neva let fear control me dunn
G; make the money money neva made me
Eight; live by four it should be straight
Ayo ***** I don't shoot cars up or dawgs up
That **** I did when I was sixteen word up
That's child play now I gotta taste for blood
I gotta see some meat hangin' 'fore the jobs well done
I need to see a ***** drop 'fore I make my gun stop
And before I start shootin' I make sure you hop
****** wind me up and wind me up
'Til I pop up on your scene like Jack in the Box
With the two toppings cuttin' at you up like butter
VA style ***** your meat get smothered
Mobb style ***** me and my blood brothers kill
Pretty boy rappers if their songs speak others
Oh you shot ****** before That's cool wit me
'Cause you gon' need experience tunnin' wit P
Before I came to QB I was already thug
Before all this rap **** I was already bugged
Priorities; put my gun on I'm ready for the day
Two; tryin' hit you before you hit me
C; he a good ***** don't call cross P
Four; balance my hatred and love more
E; tryin' to stay alive only live once
Six; neva let fear control me dunn
G; make the money money neva made me
Eight; live by four it should be straight
Light your **** up oh-yea oh-yea
Tappin' bottles back that spit lines for the homies
That's R I P you feel me Aiight let's learn these ****** sumtin'
We gon' run down the line like this
Before I get the watch - I get the big glock
Before I step foot in the V - I get the stash box
No matter the casin' I'm bringin' the heat
Take my kids to Sesame Place I'm bringin' my heat
Fo'sho you neva know it might pop off
Better safe than sorry ****** could neva rob me
Or reach the hand toward me and in any type fashion
**** what you heard or think my **** blastin'
We hittin' the club; I get my contraband
You ******' wit us You'd rather suck madd ****
Before I squeeze I aim at your hat then
Without hesitation turn your **** backwards
Soon as I purchase my kicks; I put the gemstars in
So if they lock me up; my razor makes madd hits
Before I die the world gon' hear me
And make me rich my kids will be filthy
Priorities; put my gun on I'm ready for the day
Two; tryin' hit you before you hit me
C; he a good ***** don't call cross P
Four; balance my hatred and love more
E; tryin' to stay alive only live once
Six; neva let fear control me dunn
G; make the money money neva made me
Eight; live by four it should be straight
Ayo ***** I don't shoot cars up or dawgs up
That **** I did when I was sixteen word up
That's child play now I gotta taste for blood
I gotta see some meat hangin' 'fore the jobs well done
I need to see a ***** drop 'fore I make my gun stop
And before I start shootin' I make sure you hop
****** wind me up and wind me up
'Til I pop up on your scene like Jack in the Box
With the two toppings cuttin' at you up like butter
VA style ***** your meat get smothered
Mobb style ***** me and my blood brothers kill
Pretty boy rappers if their songs speak others
Oh you shot ****** before That's cool wit me
'Cause you gon' need experience tunnin' wit P
Before I came to QB I was already thug
Before all this rap **** I was already bugged
Priorities; put my gun on I'm ready for the day
Two; tryin' hit you before you hit me
C; he a good ***** don't call cross P
Four; balance my hatred and love more
E; tryin' to stay alive only live once
Six; neva let fear control me dunn
G; make the money money neva made me
Eight; live by four it should be straight
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