Lyrics:
lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil niggas better get right
I Keep my pimp hand
lil' boy a mutt (yeah), he Mrs. Puff (huh?)
Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up (boom, boom, boom)
Ayy, get up (get up)
Aw, you can't get
came to put Slim in a box but he already live in one
Mr. Shady, don't be shady
Pick that pen up, don't be lazy
Call up Dre and get that Dre beat
the sole, the solo
You shorten up my name
You can call me Mr. Ono
The rest counts 1, 2, 3
Now reverse 3, 2, 1
Raise my hands in victory
Cause im the only one
that
Mr. Get The Head, don't call her back
I got groupie bitches in my DM asking for a follow back
I know niggas trap morning to P.M, 24/7, you can
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
Forever we still slidin', I'm with G-Boy, Mr. Go And Get Him
Them lil' shorties dangerous, they've been blocked just for the hell of it
We gon' keep
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay (Yeah, okay, okay, okay)
I can't protect this ho no more, she all up in my way (What, okay,
to jelly
Ever since i got my racks up niggas trynna come and kick it lionel messi
Shawty know she be petty got a lil spanish mami givin head like a becky
Yeah, get busy entertainment, youuu dig, uh-huh, uh-huh
Man I love the way lil' baby pour my drink, she my lil' rock star
I got 30 in these jeans
'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get
Mr Mr
Mr do you hear me
Mr. Wankerman
I get so tired
Of your shit yes I do
Mr. Wankerman
You got no respect no no
You're selfish yes you
on flossin
Fuck the robbery I be on extortion
Embrace the lecture, test taste the texture
Not Lance Rivera, nor Mason Betha
Get the 8 and stretch it, til
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
the immaculate one
Get you some, better got you some
Don't bе hard headed cause you
Hеaded for the fall my man just a fan
Said he love the way that we ball
We
bustin straight convict kamakazi
Through your hood, get your strap, get your bat
Mothafukkas get your gat
[Mr. Shadow]
It's like that, G's like us run up
Ima get hot you not lil bitch
I got the slaps lil bitch
I got the shit on lock lil bitch
Pull on the block lil bitch
I got the shit on lock lil bitch
I
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
'm filling up the bleachers now with this lil' crowd
Homie what goes up must come down
I'll probably go up but I ain't coming back down
I told them that
now
So I’mma change the game
I miss real rap
Miss all the OG’s
You know who it is
All the young cats wanna be rappers
Listen up OG Style baby
Told you
One more time
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey mr Get up
Woo Ah
Everybody say
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey mr Get up
Hey Hey hey
Get up
come break bread with us
Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up
Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up
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