what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin low in Halo, sippin Cris' and
giving you niggas fame? So we let the records show. The forty-four mag'll tag 'em, stack up them niggas who try to compete with platinum. All of them
the tales and romanticize, How we follow the path of the hero Boast about the day when the rivers overrun, How we'll* rise to the height of our halo.
to the tales and romanticize How we follow the path of the hero Boast about the day when the rivers overrun How we rise to the height of our halo Listen
you in this light Please forgive this bold suggestion Should you see your maker's face tonight Look them in the eye Look them in the eye, and tell them
in a manger Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
, let me toss my coin. If it lands on tails then im bringing em' hell. Beating them pussies straight to the plan. Nah they wont let me in, so i open them
the face off your baby for anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie I'ma break their Halo put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase them and hang their soul
, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I It was Dre, It was Daz and Kurupt, we was high One of my favourite memories Them n-ggas like kin to me When they
I'm antisocial, misplaced aggression I'm not your trophy, love breeds obsession [Chorus] Yesterday does not exist Tomorrow is made Today is all there is [Verse 2
fucked wit, when I'm swangin them thangs, in front of outs and I'll bust'em in, gotta load tha clip, when I rip them, slip them slugs up out tha chamber
the air, leave blood on the ground [Game - Verse 2] N-ggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur's halo
maybe I bite the face off your baby for anyone who try to diss Proof or Hailie I'ma break their Halo put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase them and
the fuck up! Holla Back! CMF! 450 to the 514, To pay for drugs we, we borrow some doh, Injectin myself with drugs from a needle 4 Fingers Up, 2 Twisted
stuff us atheists into When Peter and his monkey laugh And I laugh with them, I'm not sure what at They point and say, we'll keep you in the back Polishing halos
old friends my nigga Bugz, DeShaun Holton all the way down, I'ma hold them, D-12 nigga, 'till the world end [Verse 2 - Swifty:] A lotta niggas try to
I put a couple dots on your block like dominoes Red beaming them, I stay with my team and them I keep four nines in the tuck like Steve and them This
Fuck pity and mercy I'm thirsty for the title Kill your vitals with verses, curse And hearses move em like Vinny Idol Take Vinny and Planet, mould them
