Chemical Formula AG-47Silver by Cal Ripken Lyrics
[Verse 1]
And im just tired of this life style im living
Im ready to die like hairspray equipment
Niggas look at me like(repeat)
I never had a dream because I never go to sleep
And in my dreams all I see is haters
Sierra mist on the beat with no artificial flavors
They be like aye cal why you got to do that
She's a virgin that gave me dome so I guess I took her V-Neck
[Hook][repeat]
Nigga tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting fucking jail time
[Verse 2]
Aye shout out to my nigga Marty Creole
My nigga Sir Marloe
My niggas that get no hoes
My niggas that gotta buy clothes from fucking areopostal
And really think they own though my nigga what ya own doe
My niggas stay behind me like we at gamestop
With some tube socks, about to pre order black ops
But sometimes I gotta take my plan and foil it
You said ya mans the shit well I flushed him down the toilet
We them broke niggas that never had a toilet to shit on
Now we got rap careers we can shit on
Niggas wanna get on, Niggas wanna get on
Lets talk about money truthfully I never had none
But haters I'mma handle em
Get outta my space just like Tom Anderson
[Hook 2][Repeat 2]
Nigga tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting fucking jail time
And im just tired of this life style im living
Im ready to die like hairspray equipment
Niggas look at me like(repeat)
I never had a dream because I never go to sleep
And in my dreams all I see is haters
Sierra mist on the beat with no artificial flavors
They be like aye cal why you got to do that
She's a virgin that gave me dome so I guess I took her V-Neck
[Hook][repeat]
Nigga tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting fucking jail time
[Verse 2]
Aye shout out to my nigga Marty Creole
My nigga Sir Marloe
My niggas that get no hoes
My niggas that gotta buy clothes from fucking areopostal
And really think they own though my nigga what ya own doe
My niggas stay behind me like we at gamestop
With some tube socks, about to pre order black ops
But sometimes I gotta take my plan and foil it
You said ya mans the shit well I flushed him down the toilet
We them broke niggas that never had a toilet to shit on
Now we got rap careers we can shit on
Niggas wanna get on, Niggas wanna get on
Lets talk about money truthfully I never had none
But haters I'mma handle em
Get outta my space just like Tom Anderson
[Hook 2][Repeat 2]
Nigga tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting fucking jail time