MaxPain - ThrowBack

The harsh realities of life’ll take a toll
Like you passed the blunt
And niggas moved slow
I’m making dough
Pizzeria Mama Mia
The rem’ and reefa
Keep a nigga spitting sick - Gonorrhea
Fly and Linda so you know I had to bad her
Never brag about the things I did
Baby that’s for minutemen
They get a nut out of life
And can’t avoid the hype
When shit got real in the field
He lost his only stripes
So now his lonely wife
She yellow so you know I like
Shiiiit
I had to push the pedal overdrive
Spray the Ruger if a puta ever harm my sis
I’m not the nigga you should harm or diss
Lyrically sick the flow is marvelous
And if I take a single shot at a nigga
You can bet I won’t hardly miss
Lock the gates when you least expect it
Lead you in a mean direction
Lethal weapons on the wall
Like screen projectors
Better acknowledge
That my crew the shakers
Rude awake ya tooly blaze ya
Leave ya mind on ice
Like you knew a Saber
Brain freeze
We letting them thangs squeeze
You gotta do a lot more
If you wanna amaze me
This for the 2 to 5ers to remind ya
If I strike gold like a 49er the commissary it should recline ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
Strike gold like a 49er it should recline ya
Stacking season
7 day grind again
Packs for cheap
I’m supplying all they oxygen
Catch you sleep
And the river where they find you in
Snatch ya freak
Having dinner with ya wife and kids
Peep the scene
DT’s on my dick now
Keep the beam
16 in the clip now
Frequently - I’m riding strapped
With a dirty Mac
Or a pump in the trunk
Of ya shorty ‘lac
Obstacles
On a mission
Kim Possible
Slaughter you
I tend to kiss you
Like the mobsters do
Ya honorable
I got a tendency
Of rocking you
Unstoppable
A big truck
With a lotta fuel
I eat a lotta food
These rappers just my rum cake
How many times must I tell you
That ya son fake?
How many rhymes did it take
To make the earthquake?
San Francisco
Disco - Turn Tabes
8 home runs in the game
I am young babe
Hundred thousand dollars
All in profit
And it’s Monday
Tuesday Wednesday
Thursday Friday
You comprende?
We Hershey Pie it
Flow Dikembe
These blocks need timing
Yo Migente
Flow on line and
The coke on speed dial
The dopes a 9 and
Ya flow so Sprewell
I’m Kobe Bryant
This for the 2 to 5ers to remind ya
If I strike gold like a 49er the commissary It should recline ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
This for my two to fivers to remind ya
Strike gold like a 49er it should recline ya

Written by:
Angel Amador

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