Based On I'm Rilla
Same ole D.E., so much marijuana I need to get smart
Wring out my lungs, sell the thc by the quart
Jump start, rollin round sacramenta like the king of new york, state of the shhh
Damn the bitti sweet, you too much
Just cuz you like my car, don't mean you can touch D.E.
Fuck fuck nigga, is that yo high
Talkin bout the D.E., make ya feel feel riii?!?!
Shot everybody crazy, then there's me
Who, Mr the D.E. south s-a-c-
Them hit me up with crip, hit me up with blood
Nigga, I know the g's in ya motha fuckin gang
THey shlap ya in the face, beat down on my name
Fool I'm tryna save the kids, that's why
I got no reason why, the young girly lie
Then ya tell me that nigga got seen, doin ahhhh (mystery lyric)
fffft fffft, that don't mean shit to me
I've got, g's on my mind
Every time I turn my back, seem they try to rob me blind
Or is it that paranoia, them talk bout all the time
Eitha way I'm strapped up, they don't believe
They say First, Mr the D.E. thought you was collegiate
Errrr, lemme splain that
Leave the game, clean ya feet
But based on I'm rilla, I'm still in the streets
But now's ya chance, to change today
But based on I'm rilla, I'm gon stay this waay
But they've been runnin the lips, since you've been back
But based on I'm rilla, can't fuck wit that
Well keep a 9 in ya back, niggas stay straaaaped
Watch them niggas live togetha, die togetha
Watch them niggas snitch togetha, lie getha
Give us us free (from La Amestad), look where they got me,
In the court house, wasting my t (wasting my t, wasting my time!)
Stupid motha fucka, round my way think he cute
Breakin in to cars, I am watching for you, with a gun
2:50 in the morn, yawwwnn
Sweet minty schlut, for the afta hour midnight powa
She the only one that stay up, with the D.E.
Give it up, for the D.E. well fuck me-e
Fahrenheit Records is my own company-y
Tight ass beats yes, D.E. play them yee-es (keys)
shes (music) the filta, for cold reality
They smokin base rock cavis, down the boulevard
Wonderin to theyselves, why is life so hard
Firecracka firecracka, fuse so short
You don't mean, that I done heard it before
D.E. be bangin, hot rumor from street
D.E. from the swamp, D.E.'s a geek
They talkin like they get paid, to tell my story
Based on I'm rilla, that's promotion for me
Thank you for your patronage
Leave the game, clean ya feet
But based on I'm rilla, I'm still in the streets
But now's ya chance, to change today
But based on I'm rilla, I'm gon stay this waay...
But they've been runnin the lips, since you've been back
But based on I'm rilla, can't fuck wit that
Well keep a 9 in ya back, niggas stay straaaaped
One dirty, this place we be
On world wide web, watch young girl pee
Internet interneta, provide me with cheese(chedda)
Fahrenheit Records, dot com with Roleeze (Roloc, the creator of The Siccness)
Here come the skeez, here come the hoe
But D.E. had up shield, cuz thats typical
Golden daytona, served as lure fa her
ma-ter-i-al, put it on a hook watch em flock
Got one eye on women, one eye on the men
Some how my nose, is in the middle again
So I march to the battle, like a solider marine
With a chain gun, providing warmth like viking
Got to many years in this shit, can't lose
Bitch nigga tried to stop me, fools catchin blues
Shit I'm talkin, still murder walkin
There's a ganja tweed supply that must die, mine
Im sayin (singing)
You aint had enough of me
Leave the game, clean ya feet
But based on I'm rilla, I'm still in the streets
But now's ya chance, to change today
But based on I'm rilla, I'm gon staaaay this waaayy
But they've been runnin the licks, since you've been back
But based on I'm rilla, can't fuck wit that
Well keep a 9 in ya back, niggas stay straaaaped