Intellect Over Emotion Lyrics

Pussy...
Pussy!
It's intellect over emotions nigga
Never emotions over intellect

Pussy you a pussy pussy nigga, you a fuckin punk
Pussy niggas never one on one, pussies like to jump
Pussy niggas never shoot
Pussy you a real pussy nigga you a rootiepoot

My first gun was a Thirty Eight Special
I was 14 son on a whole other level
I was 15 nigga when I first drew down
15 with a pistol to my back laid on the ground

Robbin all robbed too
You were down I rob you
My first shootout I shot a gun like an OG
I'm like a damn fool

Drop a damn tool like
What the fuck I do that for
Scared to go back to the school
Now I'm standing here selling dope.

Trapping on the damn hill
Momma don't know what it is cause I ain't' answered nothin but
Shit I'm bringing money to the crib.

Got ourselves a trap spot
Stashed it at my mommas til my uncle found my stash spot.
Don't screw with my VCR dog I gotta go
Stood there smokin on my reefer
And my uncle smoke the blow

Now I'm trapping at my uncle house
And momma smokin too
Man sometimes when we don't break her off she act a fool.

17, got my first ten grand bought a cadillac
Alpine flip down 12 punchers in the back.
And the system hot
Man you know we took that shit from shawty sleepin

Pussy knew we headed
Fuck it what you wanna do
We can pop a trunk right outside the school

Move to the west side
Fuckin with my nigga
Right there off Westland
Gorilla welcome to the zoo.

That's when shit went really big
Got the word from up the street
Car hit up on high top right there off of baker beat
Baker street to Boldon road
Comin out the Blue Flame my nigga got shot in the chest

Niggas getting killed see they name up on the pottery
Judge given numbers like them niggas playin lottery
And I just wanna live it's the [?] part of me
But part of me is sayin keep playing and they'll slaughter me.

Fuck it, make some music try to get me out the pot
All these pussies out here rappin I'm a kill them off the top
Shit I been through is so sick feel like I crawled up in from hell
Shoot the devil now they pay me for the shit I got to tell
But I will never tell
And I will never sell out
20, 000 seats will be the only thing I sell out
20 thou a pinkie not the trunk we used to sell out
[?]

Shout out to the [?]
I sold a couple cds
And sold a million nicks out the bitch please believe me
Soon as I went and signed to the east side tour
Now these boys don't want to see me cause they know that I'm the one
Zero zero zero comma zero zero zero comma zero zero zsro comma
Yeah nigga doing numbers

Talkin boys in the hood
And we ran a whole summer
And that hood nigga shit didn't mean no

Didn't think I would come back a second time
But I dropped that Lost shit and did a whole nother dime.
That club shit is cool,
That show money's fine,
But that [?] money will blow your mind

And I still fuck with the trap.
I just didn't show and tell so got a thousand coming back.
Man of the year
But I still got that kush shit coming through the mail.

Yeah, hood nigga to the heart
This a killa that Gorilla
Yeah no hesitation
Dog I don't even think
Lost soul no conscious, pull it, I don't even blink.

Investigate, but I don't even talk.
No evidence, so you gotta let me walk.
Fear nothing nigga I will never run from these god-fearing men
Cause [?]

I am one gun shot from being a serial killer
I might not see the next one I'm serial nigga
I don't give a fuck cause I'm rich
Bad bitch I'm a pillar
So when they speak on the Gorilla tell them always remember the bread.

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