Cookin Soul - My n***a lyrics

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Cookin Soul - My n***a lyrics

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Straight water-whipper Through the pillow how I deliver Almighty moving this mafia godfather figure Price is on me couple of dollars gonna put me in the dirt f** these s**ers I bet these backwoods k** me first Pull up on these b**hes and hit reverse we out the sidewalk Fully immersed and money in murder can't take my mind off My homie John Will caught the case so we took some time off Feds is infiltrating the fort gotta shut the grind off Hit me a lick it hit then hit the switch tryna to flip this sh** legit Go Gabbanas at the zaza I f**ing my Texas b**h Baby mamas, girls, wives of ball players wanna ride with us We all sinners, may God save us from these times my n***a I'm down to grind with you and go out like a man I can't lay down to die with you Sacrifice my education for watches, chains and bracelets And I seen more funerals than graduations We're living life the fast way time racing pa** me Down to be a problem since the day my mama had me Judge throw some time but I just smile take it gladly Wood on my dash with the gas in my ashtray [Hook] I just wanna ride and survive my n***a And make it through these times ride or die my n***a I just ride and survive my n***a And make it through these times ride or die my n***a I just ride and survive my n***a And make it through these times ride or die my n***a I just ride and survive my n***a, my n***a And make it through these times ride or die my n***a [Verse 2: G-Wiz] All my n***as real n***as I got beef then them boys Ready to k** n***as rolex D with their heat Ready to peel n***as hit your street anybody sleep They decease when we creep sweeping cowards off their feet No one died n***as come on listen let's get high n***a Ride n***a come f** my ho man I'm too tired n***a Mean n***as bout our green n***as Home team first to run upon the scenes n***a Clean n***as, Louie V leather fatigue Sipping lean n***as MOB my team strictly 'bout their cream n***a No love for the lame n***as, big chain n***as gang bang n***as Came from living life the fast way time racing pa** me n***as stay on the leak cause I've been out here on my a** man All night on the corner with my stash in the trash can Vesting weather you young n***as is blasting But I just wanna ride [Verse 3: D-Edge] And survive f** what the law say Murder and lurking clothes curtains here that's all day Psychic with the paper I listen to what my palm say Gotta get real acquainted with my buck the sun spray For the pray and these vultures gotta pay attention Of the way these n***as move cause you never knew what they thinking off Way of from you punished the victim or be the victim of So you force to choose what side of the street you living on Trying to test tray you flow just like a life jacket Ask all these jackals on life because they life lacking The government only give us help and life rations They don't really care about us RIP to Mike Jackson I play myself in this movie your lights on light action Glock gunned and the findy belt that's my fashion Purp twisting the brown leaf that's my pa**ion Inhale pine to God give me a sign and just [Hook] [Verse 4: Hit] While I smoking on while im smoking on a loud pack Reminiscing the scenes I committed a while back Cause as a kid I was forced to run with a wild pack You can't survive in the jungle unless you 'bout that I just react when I'm caught in this sticky situation His body language was showing sings of infiltration The Lord forgive me I'm praying that you hear me I'm having nightmares that the devil is out to get me So stay with me through these try times To live or die in G.I. I walk a fine line Cause I see d**h around the corner That's why I keep the chopper closer He ain't constantly looking over my shoulder These n***as bogus failed And you a target once they found out your holding benz A piece of harmony is a myth it ain't no holding hands Their system don't understand I gotta overstand But in the mean time I'm gangsta' leaning in my rover and I [Hook]