Gonzoe

Gonzoe - You'll Never Get Next To Me lyrics

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Verse 1 *(Madd Maxx)*
 Now who's next for platinum spotlight?
 You know who it is
 Maxx and Gonz takin over the mic
 flippin the script
 reversin Town styles of my life
 live in the ghetto
 but still livin the life that is trife
 so fuck a knife
 I'm using the gat on Mobb imposters
 layin 'em down wit choppers
 they never could stop us
 breakin 'em off they drop us
 for tryin to knock us
 hustlin ass backwards
 dishin out my products
 under the Oakland initiation
 the death penalty is what you facin
 life sentance, incarceration
 for fuckin wit Mobb affiliation
 nigga the Paraphanil
 contraband infiltration
 anatomy of my alliance
 you won't defiy it
 so watch you get broke down when niggas cause riots
 hold them hostage make the snitch keep quiet
 talkin bout, you don't know shit
 I don't buy it
 you fuckin wit real niggas that's all about the cheddar
 carry Barrettas
 under my sweater
 I'm tryin to make a mill ticket to make my life better
 and if I gotta go down like Scarface, then whatever.

 Chorus *(Mr. X)* 2x

 You'll never get next to me
 so 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 object
 she trip
 because I'm lonely
 wit a new fifth
 mad at everybody drunk
 tryin to stack a grip
 Fuck y'all!
 Sayin y'all friends
 deniyin my collect-calls
 when a nigga behind in walls
 that's why I'm like this
 see I was raised wit a twist
 my mama sold dope and my daddy was a pimp
 that's my script
 sold my first brick in 10th wit Chris
 juss tryin to get some paper off the strip
 that enabled my hustle
 everyday on mind
 lost in life wit big shit define
 Why?
 I don't give a fuck
 niggas flaggin me down
 I never don't stop
 all they want is questions and ask stupid stuff.

 *(Chorus)* x4

 Verse 3 *(Gonzoe)*

 Here's to the lasting song
 wit death the day after
 when I'm drunk
 it helps makes the time fly faster
 the world passin me by
 fuck it, I'm high
 say "I won" for the hell of it
 watchin the other side
 Why should I?
 Think like the others
 I'm like murder
 only say I'm trippin hella pistols hella come out
 realistically
 never got caught
 but statistically
 you 'posed to knock on wood
 cuz eventually it's tough
 tuckin the sheets in my bunk
 gettin ready for lock up
 caged up
 niggas givin a fuck
 this for the total mayne
 niggas rollin the Daytona's way
 I got "Thug Serenade"
 for niggs to prominate
 an get paid
 I'm watchin ya'll, change your ways
 cuz you on some other shit
 takin shit these days.
 Hey
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