Lyrics:
after all the work
We'd be like hardy har har
Sip Bacardi Dark
(Yuh)
Like it's Mardi Gras
I'll put it like Slim if you can hardly talk Then you gon'
made me a man
After this, it's gon' be a rap like a Taliban
Say niggas tryna slug, cops tryna catch me
Too wanna escape from them pigs, I make them
Shit would go Far
But now you runnin' outta drive
Ain't got no gas in ya car
So fuck it im pushin' by myself
Had to get out and walk
Cause nigga time is
cup, I love that mud bitch
Got a bad bitch but she still been through the mud with it
She a lost cause, lost cause, lost cause, lost cause
Alone I
you, bow before a bigger nigga, now dry your eyes
You was heartless on your hits
Niggas love to scream peace after they start some shit
Pay attention,
I'm chasing hunnits
I'm after dumb checks, gotta blow no trumpets I'm chasing hunnits, yeah I'm chasing hunnits
I'll never plummet, I'm gone like comets
Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that
Aint no love, until you rich or famous
I can't wipe the rain right off my face And when I'm sleep
I hear the demons after me
And sometimes I just
it
Like, ever since I was Young
Money was mandatory
I was lovin' (Love &) Hip Hop like Stevie J
Mills came when they put the camera's on me
Got hammers
after other dudes
You tell me that you promise but it's hard to believe you
Cause I been broken in the past by people that look just like you
Deep brown
Look I been rebirthed with a new incentive
Did my research it was too extensive
I been peepin' peoples true intentions
Got me runnin' low on trust
So
times) too many
Times, Too many times, i've been deceived
By a big butt and a smile
So my heart treath l-o-v-e like the enemy
We fall quick, off
out here workin' your ass off for a bad boy you fuckin' love
You leavin' a good guy to go chasin' after a thug
Not knowing his ass ain't even a G, he
could touch it so fuck it rappers want to dis I'm glad to see `em cause I
rip your fuckin face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean now after I shit
your
after you when I'm through check
me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 now back to my friends nutz to
ya nose to ya lips to ya chin real niggaz love
I'mma keep it a buck
I'mma keep it a bean
Ain't bout my niggas or handling business
You bitches don't fit in the scheme
Puttin' a tag on a toe
After
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
rhyme
In '92 I let the Cage outta Alex
Through college radio demonstrate the fist, fuck the love ballads
Summon demons in my ad libs, fun triplin'
don't feel a thing
Took me by surprise
Can I buy you a wedding ring (Please)
Yeah
Took my life, and I don't regret any Of it
(I don't)
Babygirl, oh my
Got any last words?
Yeah, yeah, I got some last words
Once again it's on-
Ice Cube's in the motherfuckin' house
The nigga you love to hate
Ice
help me get off these bricks
Coffee kick, but after I bust, I be like, "Get the fuck off me bitch"
If she front, bruise her in the ribs
But you hugged
but after I bust, I be like "Get the fuck off me bitch"
If she front, bruise her in the ribs
But you hugged her, you loved her, moved her in the crib
runnin'
I'll find my way back to you
You love to take advantage
That I'm not over you
Why can't I leave after all this shit you put me through?
But I never
runnin'
Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close by heavy
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