this is the story of corey he wanted blood and the glory my nigga done rolled ah g my nigga would hold ah key he hop out the rari seat and get intah carely's jeep she say we goan starve or eat? no we goan start ah meet the make of this take is a lottery flick of da wrist get us ritch fuck ya bitch what he start to see this nigga he come from the darker streets an awful beast to cross what cost deceased toss ah loss no boss retreats back from that corey met carely use to ride her ass like ah harley met this fine girl at ah party she'd down crown then sip bacardi hell yea they were getting naughty hell yeah my dog caught the body both scheme wittah dream of ah green ferrari look clean what chu mean while they smoke the marley bad blood if you made the target killah bad bitch wit ah choppah game have ah drop on ah op wittah hot grenade pull up to your funeral ah baught boque (say) both rather die then get locked away 2 smooth criminals L's to ah minimal cold individuals dark when its critical they heart from the minerals to start button vehicle YrreT is ah miracle cuz every thing is lyrical my level reached spiritual uh