Lyrics:
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
(Rrt, boaw, boaw, bitch)
These niggas hoes (ay, chase him)
You already know how I get down, you heard me
These bitch-ass niggas (we gon' beat they
matter-fact we suggest it
You won't be let down by the King, Mr. Majestic
The Son of God one of a wide selection
But who else has a check in the column for
who marked me
By heaven I am marked
Tounges
Go to sleep at night
Feel fine never scared
Alright let's do this boys
Now we all shine
All bright too
Never knew real love until You came down
You could've stayed in glory but You walked this ground
From a manger You appeared
Heaven came through
backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
Come here, slut, "Shady, wait
blanca
I got the lethal, you couldn't put a match to it (to it)
Let me know, yo, or we could do it like Stuart
Mind over matter (uh), action is needed
and anew stride matches with my new eyes and
I never never ever felt this way before God working on my soul God knocking at my door
Gotta answer gotta let
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
Because we ain't
Sharing pain
Let me talk this talk
Because where was they
I had to walk that walk
Lonely empty plates
No food on forks
Now it's like
Zoov
rubber
It's gutter, I struggled
I let her go shopping for me 'cause I know that it's all on the muscle
Teach you how to hustle
This Givenchy 'fit I got
(yeah, yeah)
I am blessed by the Heavens
Someone's got a hold on me
Sweet, but I get rough
Just what I wanna be
What I wanna be, just what I wanna
when I was broken you called me your own
So open the heavens now
Let your Spirit come raining down
Like a storm, God
Come fill this place with your
by the bleachers
How can you tell me this freedom
Maybe in heaven one day I might meet them
Maybe I’ll find out the reason
Inside my soul I’ve been
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
everyday when I see the sun come up I'ma say
Let's get it
Get it done, everyday proving that I'm still Your son
If you hear me, and you with me
Heaven
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
a nigga had you hooked since the day you let me
Park up back of the Chevy Spark up gnac and I'm ready (You know)
Me haffe' do whatever's necessary
Even
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been hurtin
You know I'll never let you down oh, no
And I'll try anything to keep it workin
You gave
yacht club
Trailer park, Section 8, let it resonate
Heaven's gates
I'ma do the best I do
And that's not a question
Fighting earthly affections on my
Way
and drugs people hang with you to see you die I promise I won’t let it all come down keep pushing it forward Always standing my ground and if I make it by
The famous rap song that is
Called "In Da Club" calm down
Let me bust a rhyme and kick
Flips while I'm on my grind
I got tricks up my sleeve
I could make
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
down from top to bottom
These hoes be laughin' at my trauma
I say, I got serious problems, I say, I wan' kill somebody, bitch
Snaked by ones I love
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