Texty:
Fifth Way Never Gonna Be

masqarade of constant pain but tomorrow is never gonna let you change if you think that this has been all for nothing.... Though i'm never gonna be; and now I'm never gonna be

The Mizzack I don't wanna hear it All the things you said to me About the way you do me About the way you make me scream Words could never put it Those

, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all? To death, death death You could be the first to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got I still be the thuggish

that pump, 'cause I'm gonna dump it and run. Put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga that did it was wearin' a Leather Face, and not to be played with

there baby what's that axe I never saw a girl that could finish that I said you look so high and your hair so long When I see you baby I'm gonna sing

bitch, then they'll - usually snitch In a roundabout way I say my toolies spit But if it come to coppin a plea, it includes the fifth! The mood is flipped

shit Sold 9 mil ended up with some fly shit Naked pictures, R&B bitches, all in my sidekick How I be killin' the pussy should be a hate crime Got a

filled with snakes and rats The snake will be that bitch and that rat will be that cool cat With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home Master Allah rule Savior, never

smoke on the fifth We gonna R U double F R Y D E Revolver, semi-automatic an' a P.G. Hooptie getaway, driver breathe easy Explain things further, murder or get murdered We gonna