real good ones Did you get the good ones Did you get the real good ones Did you get the good ones Did you got me the good ones The real good ones, what
real good ones? Did you get the good ones? Did you get the real good ones? Did you get the good ones? Did you got me the good ones? The real good ones
the real good ones Did you get the good ones Did you get the real good ones Did you get the good ones Did you got me the good ones The real good ones
the flowers diein all around you Got your hands in the devil's pockets got everything to loose And so you lash out To crush the ones below Or all the ones
them although it weighs a ton Scratch makers, nigga we killers Putting heads on pillows Fuck around and weep like a willow, we cap peelers [Pharoah] King shots, killer
Mind I Kill For The Thrill Thrill Me Good Kick Me Hard Certain Death Awaits You All Weakness Is Torn Apart The Strong Ones Shall Survive Brutal Killed
go up in her That dick! [FKI] Bitches go crazy after all-night fucks Startin' from the back then do the buck Since a good dick is hard to find I kill
days Cocking my heat shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full of common blunts Unconditionally married To my gun Fulfillin' my destiny On knees And ones
Thug niggas have arrived and it's Judgement Day Hey Homie if ya feel me Tell them tricks that shot me that they missed they ain't killed me I can
cause rug on the loveless Ladies love this pretty eyes mug with a thug twist Flowing I'm as deadly as a drug risk Anyone high but killers high haters
You the last one left now They heart's beatin' but these niggas be scared The real ones are all locked up or dead Nowadays you can't find a good connect
come from Cops is the only ones they gon' run from That's it They puttin' they hood up But 9 out of 10 of us ain't got good luck You gon' ride on a man
gain terror inside I pop in their mind, a silent killer Straight out the ghetto a grimy nigga My lyrics were potent, my fight was venom I could kill em
