Lyrics:
don't respect my flow you gon respect my gangsta
Or get stabbed with this motherfucking banger
Tell 'em P
You don't like my shit you could bite my dick
Piston packin' caught em lackin' do em smurkish
And if they actin' then I'm clappin' bitch I'm purgin'
Out of love you know I slide for the gang
You
janet's respect my company
Asalamalaikumarahmatullahe wa barakatuhu
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: P. Diddy]
Ayo busta we gettin this money for a long time mayne
skeems/heavyweight inside the barbell/ice cream get a scoop/it’s Wizzy carvel
Hook - Sheek Louch
Shots rang hit the the lil nigga in his back/lay em in the streets u
you Billy Cobham beats/
Hit the ground, he give you Jerome Brailey feet/
In and out of the system your kids swallowed by the streets/
Humanity and race,
cye Platinum P, and you know it yeah
cint really got that much time to help out the weak cus' I be busy now
cin't really got that much time to be in
nigga get X'ed out like Tic-Tac-Toe
Any bitch that know, Redman goin the distance
We ain't tryin to get fucked for instance
When you bust baby, gon light
you don’t get it by the P
Then I won’t sell an oz
Broke boys really acting like they know me
I Don’t want to be the reason that you nigga ODee
On me
hand
Somebody hit me with a Piña Colada
And keep em coming til I run out of dollars
You know I feel it when I’m doing my dance
And I can feel it so I’m
hit the fuckin jackpot[01:26.99]Took the bands that I tucked in the stash box[01:30.23]And put it into rap like a App stock[01:33.10]You ain't Steve
I aint playin bout it I’m bein bout it
Master P’in about it
Imma see em about it
I need the game, I’ll pay em about it
No Triple H’in about it
I’m
the hoe
a train was in effect and your bitch was rott
by a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop
[Eazy-E]
Yo Ren lets jet lets get the fuck on out
[M.C.
or youngn
You can owe em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey Guy"
What up though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut Throat
My brethrens all veterans all
Bitch I'll never give up, ten toes down, everybody fuckin' with the sound
Like a dubstep build up, drop it on em' now, bass hits heavy by the pound
goin' lose
0n the other side just an uptown thing
Order another hit nigga bring the red paint
Get 'em while he slippin', get 'em while he dippin'
to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Syntax spit now send out
(Hey)
I don't have to
Tell you nothing
But I always have to let it out on soulful instrumentals
To expedite the process, my success is exponential
That
Got this from a Ghostface repertoire
Hit 'em with the boom-bap nilla brother seeing stars
P Cap, snap back, take a lap, finish last
Anybody ask say he
tryin' to go out the park, you tryin' to bunt it
So you know if I drop it then it's a hit
The game got it in my grip like a catcher's mitt
[Chorus: ]
cheffin
Makin threes bitch now I'm stephin'
Stephin like curry get out my way better hurry
Young cmeads and sam getting dirty
Riding the beat so clean
I am
how we roll out here in PVD tho
Sipping 'gnac sitting back bumping IGOR
Straight out the 4, from Slitty and Joe
Rocking Dior while listening to P Smoke
got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been
the day, you said I was gon' lose
These niggas hatin', I'm countin' my blue pop me a X, I been itchin' since noon
She get it wet, Aquafina Tell that, baby,
Roch'
Can't forget Westchester
Can't forget umm CL, hit me off
Feel the funk by the rap czars in sports cars
Comin atcha now you listen at the feet
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