After My Death - King Lil G | English Song

Previously, on Ready to Die ... me and her sister had somethin goin on (Ayo, would you listen to me motherfucker?) I reach my peak, I can't speak Call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak (Ayo c'mon nigga, cut that) I'm sick of niggas lyin, I'm sick of bitches hawkin (Ayo, yoyo Big, ayo chill) Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin *gunshot* *Life After Death piano and music comes in* *Heartbeat slows, sound of ambulence sirens* *Sound of pulse monitor and breathing machine* Damn... we was spose to rule the world baby We was unstoppable! The shit can't be over, no The shit can't be over man I know you hear me nigga I know you hear me You got too much livin to do Too much unfinished business It ain't over *Flatline*

It was 2 in the morning Keepin it G was the motive If you got heat let me hold it If you know me, Im a stoner If you know me, Im a soldier So I hop in the room I seen that bitch was a 10 I don't think you understand She was jus' lookin for love I was jus' lookin for friends Lil G be tatted and thugged up We know him from L.A. to London We know from the gang injuctions Fuck it let's blaze it 'cos I can't function If you got the work Ima Sellit Send it to Palm Springs by Coachella I wanna smoke & watch good fellas I wanna toke like I did it in Dallas Hollowtips and Louis V's I'm Dangerous Tryna play with me Bitch you got the game fucked up AK on my hip is what they labeled us All these hoes with me but she my favorite one I ain't really trippin on it - Ima do it how I want it Whats a mob to a king when you come from the gutter Still god bless another 18 summer And these Hoes don't love it 'til the Wrist get flooded Cash Money comin' in like Weezy & Stunna Everyday of the week Ima keep gettin blunted Got a room at the W, 4-500 Told Valet Just park it in front Took a Big hit for a minute I was stuck Flew a bitch out, I ain't seen her in a month I don't respond to no diss songs I just go hard 'til the clips gone You look up to me Ima Big Dog With a big glock you a bitch though I can't control all this shit that they tellin' me Thats why my dogs they committin' these felonies Hollowtips and Louis V's I'm Dangerous Tryna play with me Bitch you got the game fucked up AK on my hip is what they labeled us All these hoes with me but she my favorite one And I know she gon' take the love And I know she gon' fake the love And I know she gon' play with me And the bull shit gon' change us up And I know she gon' take the love And I know she gon' fake the love And I know she gon' play with me And the bull shit gon' change us up

Never been afraid of death Tell pac I'm coming soon My music is the reflection Of makaveli's wounds I'm a fucking king Put gold up in my tomb Even though I made to heaven My rag is still blue I'm dressed in white And I'm tatted too Visions of all my ex bitches Loving my attitude God lord forgive me For the way that I acted a fool I smash these other rappers What did I have to prove? My raps improved Hand guns - I had a few I caught my enemy slippin' In lonely avenues I'm sorry but you bitch mutherfuckers Just had to go Around the same time I sold my first grams of coke I'm from the ghetto My dad was broke The fridge was empty With spoiled milk The ham was old I use to look up at the sky Wishing we had the most Gang banging Had a long list of fools We had to smoke Marijuana Cocaina - kilos I'm talking bout this real shit Like narco corridos I'm rapping real shit Like narco corridos Fuck my rivals Balas pa mis enemigos I'm in the building Sucios in the building I'm in the building Sucios in the fucking building I'm in the building Sucios in the building Nobody crys after the death of a drug dealer Rest in peace rodello Aka el pocho anthrax The feds watching And undercovers in helicopters Tattooed guns King enemy is my alias I'm all of your bitches Dedicated to all of the envies There you go You can hate on this Try but no one is changing this Fuck discrimination against all illegal aliens Rewind that Put that shit on vevo A bunch of women Buchanans - cuernos de chivo Grupo gente nueva Private parties - corridos Jewelry and drug money Bitches loving my stilo They bumping this on the eastside Loving this on the westside Bumping this on the southside Enemies know I'm bout mine This one is for el capo Fatman and gatos Beto my road dawg Sucios I'm outro Ak-47 cartel music Money making - always active Always active music Marijuana Cocaina - kilos I'm talking bout this real shit Like narco corridos I'm rapping real shit Like narco corridos Fuck my rivals Balas pa mis enemigos I'm in the building Sucios in the building I'm in the building Sucios in the fucking building I'm in the building Sucios in the building Nobody crys after the death of a drug dealer

I said I been smoking since Monday Maybe I'll quit Someday I stay smoking 'till Sunday I told you I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm so in love with that dro I'm so in love with that dro I love waking up Love waking up Waking up with that dro I'm blowing on that smoke so much My room is full of that smoke I said I'm on my way With an ounce of caviar gold Got some hennessy in my cup with ice And I'm mixing it with coke Got a tattoo of a strap That A-K is my logo Mob life I'm repping All of my crew is getting that doe Don't care what they say about it Cause you know who's running the show Uuh let me split that, lick that You gonna' let me hit that? I been trying to hit back then I was with that one bitch kick back I was trying to fuck you We could smoke about a Blunt or 2 I'm gonna fuck with you You gonna' bring your friends They can fuck the crew What you wanna do? I been trying to fuck with you Baby let me roll this weed I said I been smoking since Monday Maybe I'll quit Someday I stay smoking 'till Sunday I told you I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm with the crew on Friday Friday night is my day Everyone's at my place And you can catch us smoking that dro ooh ooh Catch us smoking that dro ooh ooh Waking up and we light ut up And we slowly blinking I'm high as fuck Your man keeps calling you Keep ignoring I'm looking forward to another blunt Yeah we living that fast life Had a different girl last night You could smell it when you pass by Double 9 company She could ride with me If she act right Surrounded by all of the killers The lest words Be the ones that I"m spittin' Just hit the herb Reminiscin of her And maybe her dirty busy That sucios mob Rolling up purple I'm G star Hitting that weed with the team While I'm bumping this beat Through the . atreets all week long When I die make sure they burry me a legend It's probably true I walked up took your favorite rappers necklace I'm young and I'm Restless Chilled with your ex's My baby mama's in . My new girl is in Texas I said I been smoking since Monday Maybe I'll quit someday I stay smoking 'till Sunday I told you I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm in love with that dro ooh ooh I'm with your crew on Friday Friday night is my day Everyone's at my place And you can catch us smoking that dro ooh ooh Catch us smoking that dro ooh ooh Man that some bomb ass weed, weed When I went to Portland, Oregon They had some bomb ass weed homie Shout out to Denver, Colorado that mile high They got some bomb weed too Washington, Reno, Nevada got some bomb weed too though And I'm outlock off inside Move easy into callin' Move bodyes left up in the snow The place left to go No . to tell You left it if you didn't prepair