Lyrics:
always hittin, and her mind on 10
She ain't got no time for no waste man
She just wanna party in a space with her friends
Got it on us and the bills light
a clip
Give him a hand and a word and he'll dip
Heel turn strong word big grip
Bridge burn and carry a big stick
Standing with my sister
Always side by
a slob
Ain't tryin to do shit
Ain't trying to make no money
You too busy being broke with
Yo friends bitch you funny
Talking bout you going to
Wayne State
ain't no joke
Down with the sound called BDP
After livin' on the streets alone
Some years went by, I signed myself into a group home
I used to watch
a 45 and a banana clip
Pull up on a nigga with a hundred rounds
Ain't no shootin' out the car, we gon' run him down
I told Monte, "Have him dead
a star
'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feelin' super fly
Wockesha in one liter, got me floatin', bitch, I'm on planet Mars
No, we ain't far from
and razor be them
You see you is know how we is being
We all in the field
There Is no wanting for doing nothing
We all wanting deals
Mic check in the one
how you keep it - how you share it
Without people there ain't no - dollar dollar bill
Somebody better mail my check
My money
My money
My money
My
should I throw my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take
The weight for your troubles
My nigga BIG, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas
That I'd
skate
I'm tryna be a Millionaire
Ain't a second here left to waste, ey
I wanna be a millionaire so bad
I want big bills I want some cash
I miss my girl I
wanna come through and stay the morning till the night
I guess it's death by dawn see her in another life
I feel like mike will cuz I made it
Ain't not
the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't goin' soft, not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol, bitches love me to death
Since November, I've been buyin'
that bitch, and it ain't no asking why they all on my tip
'Cause I get them Benjamins and Jacksons and they all in my grip
Tell me who you know could
No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
Watch
No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
Watch
mess with my love or you gotta pay the bill
Swing at his neck and I miss by a hair
Fear in his eyes and he know I ain't scared
Ran outside no clothes he
downstairs
My man Big Ice he lounging in Queensbridge
And all you real cats know what time it is
On the real all you crabs cats know the deal
On the real all
Slim
Before you think my origin's my Achilles heel Slim
I ain't got no fuckin' problem being a Paki Slim
In a world of Islamophobia, immigration
no credit, I'm a cash kinda guy
With my stash kinda high, still the girlies pass by
You know why? Cause I'm a Raider of this Lost Art
Played a big
the real deal
(Now they got me in a cell)
(Go to Rahway Prison)
(Five-o said, "Freeze!")
(We ain't no muthafuckas to be proud of we have sold
there for me while I felt this tingle up and down my spine
Didn't have no money for the bills now the big restaurants is where I dine
Like Jesus turn
on the phone cause I deal with the thugs
Drugs? never
No, the Ice is too clever
I'm overseas
Checkin G's
Nigga please
Ballin' since the 70's - yeah baby
make you patty melt I don't send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself
Co-defendant that's a no
Can't have that shit fly in court
One thing about
me cake
Love's death anniversary April of 68
In the refrigerator ain't no grub
Fake pounds man no real hugs
Where it went
If don't stand up you ain't
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