Top Five by StR8 GUttA Lyrics
Chastity couldn't solve em Cassidy was a problem like Gucci C Murder
And Boosie nigga all them saw life on death row preservers but Curtis
Took nine to resign deservers un earth us ya life regretful ain't concerned
With ya name from Oschino Hanz Zeeky to Game beeking I'll leave you
Leaking like acupuncture depleting a Cena seeping in fact debunk ya
Ali G mythology or go from Shmurda to un heard of no apology
How G's flag heat bag in freeze tag or keep on C-pic slag to defrag
In ya driveway my way deb in Friday a terrorist therapist on the lee lo
I pray the rosary rosary and a stocking cap reverting to hurting with a
Shocking strap by any means many teens tether its cuckoo if this a documentary
Then I'm mister Mobutu da hustler state prop no limit cane crusher on the track
Conductor ain't fucking with busters
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Pac as Machiavelli the don would bomb harder than infamous Mobb Nas
And Shawn Carter while Big's Frank White appetite for destruction
Made him king of New York a notorious introduction
To Pun the only son of Tony Montana X Cannibus and Mos
Were definitely in his sauna L was Harlem world all three of em fam digging
In the crates with Mase and Cambut dirty far as I know was on the Farazano Ray
And Eight paying late Gambino bambino primer may they Rest In Peace
Like Easy-E and Heavy D Source Double XXL be the pedigree
How long will they mourn me whenI'm ready to die ebonic dream shatterer
I like it raw no lie I'm trapped in the nineties with lyrics and boombap
So I maped were to find these spirits resume that tell me
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
And Boosie nigga all them saw life on death row preservers but Curtis
Took nine to resign deservers un earth us ya life regretful ain't concerned
With ya name from Oschino Hanz Zeeky to Game beeking I'll leave you
Leaking like acupuncture depleting a Cena seeping in fact debunk ya
Ali G mythology or go from Shmurda to un heard of no apology
How G's flag heat bag in freeze tag or keep on C-pic slag to defrag
In ya driveway my way deb in Friday a terrorist therapist on the lee lo
I pray the rosary rosary and a stocking cap reverting to hurting with a
Shocking strap by any means many teens tether its cuckoo if this a documentary
Then I'm mister Mobutu da hustler state prop no limit cane crusher on the track
Conductor ain't fucking with busters
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Pac as Machiavelli the don would bomb harder than infamous Mobb Nas
And Shawn Carter while Big's Frank White appetite for destruction
Made him king of New York a notorious introduction
To Pun the only son of Tony Montana X Cannibus and Mos
Were definitely in his sauna L was Harlem world all three of em fam digging
In the crates with Mase and Cambut dirty far as I know was on the Farazano Ray
And Eight paying late Gambino bambino primer may they Rest In Peace
Like Easy-E and Heavy D Source Double XXL be the pedigree
How long will they mourn me whenI'm ready to die ebonic dream shatterer
I like it raw no lie I'm trapped in the nineties with lyrics and boombap
So I maped were to find these spirits resume that tell me
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell
Tell me who's ya top five dead or alive
Y'all niggas despairing I'm wearing an archive
My Wissam well fuck a wishing well
My reality from salary no kiss and tell