Letra You'll never get next to me (feat. madd maxx, mr. x) Gonzoe

You'll never get next to me (feat. madd maxx, mr. x)

Verse 1 *(Madd Maxx)* Now who's next for platinum spotlight?
You know who it is
Maxx and Gonz takin over the micflippin the scriptreversin Town styles of my lifelive in the ghettobut still livin the life that is trifeso fuck a knifeI'm using the gat on Mobb imposterslayin 'em down wit choppersthey never could stop usbreakin 'em off they drop usfor tryin to knock ushustlin ass backwardsdishin out my productsunder the Oakland initiationthe death penalty is what you facinlife sentance, incarcerationfor fuckin wit Mobb affiliationnigga the Paraphanilcontraband infiltrationanatomy of my allianceyou won't defiy itso watch you get broke down when niggas cause riotshold them hostage make the snitch keep quiettalkin bout, you don't know shit
I don't buy ityou fuckin wit real niggas that's all about the cheddarcarry Barrettasunder my sweaterI'm tryin to make a mill ticket to make my life betterand if I gotta go down like Scarface, then whatever. Chorus *(Mr. X)* 2x You'll never get next to meso you can't see what I see
I can't trust nobody, while I'm out here on these streets. Verse 2 *(Gonzoe)* Why I'm like this?
Look at the world in the face and spit
What the fuck provoked me to write this?
Lookin at my gun thinkin "this it"cuz this bitch done took my son, thinkin he an objectshe tripbecause I'm lonelywit a new fifthmad at everybody drunktryin to stack a grip
Fuck y'all!Sayin y'all friendsdeniyin my collect-callswhen a nigga behind in wallsthat's why I'm like thissee I was raised wit a twistmy mama sold dope and my daddy was a pimpthat's my scriptsold my first brick in 10th wit Chrisjuss tryin to get some paper off the stripthat enabled my hustleeveryday on mindlost in life wit big shit defineWhy?
I don't give a fuckniggas flaggin me down
I never don't stopall they want is questions and ask stupid stuff. *(Chorus)* x4 Verse 3 *(Gonzoe)* Here's to the lasting songwit death the day afterwhen I'm drunkit helps makes the time fly fasterthe world passin me byfuck it, I'm highsay "I won" for the hell of itwatchin the other side
Why should I?Think like the othersI'm like murderonly say I'm trippin hella pistols hella come outrealisticallynever got caughtbut statisticallyyou 'posed to knock on woodcuz eventually it's toughtuckin the sheets in my bunkgettin ready for lock upcaged upniggas givin a fuckthis for the total mayneniggas rollin the Daytona's way
I got "Thug Serenade"for niggs to prominatean get paidI'm watchin ya'll, change your wayscuz you on some other shittakin shit these days.
Hey!