Lyrics:
you got tha heart bitch
My nigga chudo kick some shit off, I'm no longer a silent worker out spoken
Kicking that kind shit you never heard of screaming
you got tha heart bitch
My nigga chudo kick some shit off, I'm no longer a silent worker out spoken
Kicking that kind shit you never heard of screaming
on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff, ooh
Feels like anotha' one
Who you be? Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon
my real n*****
Especially my lil niggas who smoke weed And pop pills Nigga
B**** its up tha its up tha, f*** that it's just stuck tha, its up tha it's
knew tha way it feels to die
So you figure f*** with me
I give that a** a try
N****, holla at me
Gotta be careful, can't let tha evil of tha money
But nigga fuck what you goin through this 2-0
And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again
Ridin,
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
you got tha heart bitch
My nigga chudo kick some shit off, I'm no longer a silent worker out spoken
Kicking that kind shit you never heard of screaming
think ya bad wit yo crew
Now who's tha victim left to breath on tha mic
He can't handle me really so now he agged and wanna fight
I'm tha hype of tha
niggas, they be dyin' over bitches
Who that is
Mr. Step on shit for real
Mr. Do it by himself when I go out on that drill
Who that is
Mr. Turn up
I'm a flow until my belly hurt
Pimp n**** rockin on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it rough, ooh
Feels like anotha one
Who you be
Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah
Its them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-mo
(D-mo)
Here I go, here I go
Gettin crunk on tha reala, I'm a nigga be
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
Big Moe]
It's them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-Mo
[Verse 2: D-Mo]
Getting crunk on tha real-a
I'm a nigga be smoking that killa
Because we
the shows, who's f***in' with us?
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them b****es
I slut them b****es, then back to the door, like f*** them
down, put them in a woodbox be laid down...
[LIL WAYNE:]
Pussy ass nigga don't talk to me
I make this bitch bring your heart to me
I'm only 5 '8
'Cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin'
In tha streets and I'm rollin'
Thuggin' by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us
getting mesmerized by tha way she seduce her
If I’m being truthful don’t think a condom gone be useful
These hoes turned my dick to stone one of they
[Juvenile]
I'm a T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a b**** leave me, I'm a take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya
in waist
Play snake, got tha Glock in face
Who gives a fuck, another Cochraine case
When I skate through in a Jag
With them up to datins
I be doin dat
candle
And I'm finna flip her backwards
Have her sliding off tha mattress
No moving no acting baby this is real action
Beat it up so bad
You be scared
on tha map
Nishinomiya You know where (I'm at)
Damn, bringin' it back
These ninjas who talkin' ain't spittin' no facts
Just wanna see me rap on top of tha
to know
But nigga fuck what you goin' through this 2-0
And by that time I'm 17 if I ain't in that pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin' again
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