Sickboyrari - C2G lyrics
[Sickboyrari - C2G lyrics]
Rockin' with me for my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my blood
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Till it empty
Cuz poured the mud till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Day and night say that's when demons lurk
Cuz said he gotta kill or he'll die first
First 12 months
Still it's cradle to the grave
I'm thugging mane, till my last days
Born 'lone, live 'lone, die 'lone
Hang with many men
I'll spazz with the chrome
Hang with many men, sliding off on the chrome
That pop
I see duffle on the corner of the telephone
Snipers in the cut, 223's in your rearview
Yeah, the hood Basquiat
Bloody paintbrush my clear view your hoe
I made it in a closed casket
That's a clear view
Young hood dove when I fly
Murder, murder, murder, homicide
Bloody tears, blood fall from my eyes
Cradle to the grave, who down to ride?
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime shoot the whole
Clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime shoot the whole
Clip till it empty
Day and night say that's when demons lurk
Cuz said he gotta kill or he'll die first
First 12 months
Still it's cradle to the grave
I'm thugging mane, till my last days
Look, I don't trust nothin' now
So I don't slide with nothin' on
Big guap, lil something something
Pull off in that something something
Pop the top back like the locks on me
Peel yo top back like a wig or something
Peel yo top back like a wig or something
All my niggas want smoke
Burn you like the cigs on me
Why you left my akh 6 feet deep?
Ain't no love in these streets
Who can you trust? No one
Cuz said he gotta ride with gun
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my blood
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Till it empty
Cuz poured the mud till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime
Shoot the whole clip till it empty
Day and night say that's when demons lurk
Cuz said he gotta kill or he'll die first
First 12 months
Still it's cradle to the grave
I'm thugging mane, till my last days
Born 'lone, live 'lone, die 'lone
Hang with many men
I'll spazz with the chrome
Hang with many men, sliding off on the chrome
That pop
I see duffle on the corner of the telephone
Snipers in the cut, 223's in your rearview
Yeah, the hood Basquiat
Bloody paintbrush my clear view your hoe
I made it in a closed casket
That's a clear view
Young hood dove when I fly
Murder, murder, murder, homicide
Bloody tears, blood fall from my eyes
Cradle to the grave, who down to ride?
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime shoot the whole
Clip till it empty
Cradle to the grave rockin' with me
For my glime shoot the whole
Clip till it empty
Day and night say that's when demons lurk
Cuz said he gotta kill or he'll die first
First 12 months
Still it's cradle to the grave
I'm thugging mane, till my last days
Look, I don't trust nothin' now
So I don't slide with nothin' on
Big guap, lil something something
Pull off in that something something
Pop the top back like the locks on me
Peel yo top back like a wig or something
Peel yo top back like a wig or something
All my niggas want smoke
Burn you like the cigs on me
Why you left my akh 6 feet deep?
Ain't no love in these streets
Who can you trust? No one
Cuz said he gotta ride with gun