Lyrics:
To be a real ghetto superstar
Focus is the key, if ya want it, it could be
If ya know where ya goin' from the moment you could see
That's game
We got
High key
Killing beats since hairstyle was spikey
Spite me
If you're threatened by me
Why flee?
If you throw a punch like Hi-C
I see competition
This is for the grown and sexy
Excuse me, what's your name?
Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second?
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that
This is for the grown and sexy
Excuse me, what's your name?
Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second?
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that
Chorus:
Father/Son livin’ on the run / just a modern day love story, livin’ by the gun /
Father/Son stayin’ on the run / just some modern day
can. step it. On the stairs
Get lifted. At the gym
We can slide By. My sleigh
Shoot it off Of ur rim
See how d tracks lay
Long
up, get on the one way 'cause more Sundays hotter than Monday
Often gettin' trailed by cops, gotta get away by hittin them blocks
Got my glock, never
I'm worth millions
And your white folks mad cause
I'm sellin' to your childrens
By the ounce and by the key
They don't wanna be like Mike
They wanna be
[Verse 1]
*When the Remi's in the system
Aint no tellin will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em
That's what they be yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
don't be pullin dem triggas
The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickedness
See one is
I guess that's foreplay
Goin' with that monkey shit around me
Embarrassin' me, RP, Pimp C
My bitch way better than Alicia Keys
I sold keys, but I be
It sound like bs y ya tawking loud like e who im a-state hussla named c-deuce tryna get big dollaz n big keys like a g do
Im covered n dirt but im
that shit that get ya jive talkin'
East side artist see walkin'
People, people, listen closely
I sing it 'cause mostly when ya'll approach me
Stay low
P.I.M.P. ah
Fuck a blind date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium poet
Forever show it, can't blow it
If you reap it, you sow it
I, pay my,
bitch up, and blow ya syst' up.
This that that get ya jive talkin',
East side artist C-Walkin',
People, people, listen closely,
I sing it 'cause
[Featuring see Murder Silkk The Shocker]
Water bubbling
Voice in background repeating "make crack like this"
Masta P
Imagine
[Featuring see Murder Silkk The Shocker]
Water bubbling
Voice in background repeating "make crack like this"
Masta P
Imagine
how you emerge, to splurge your ice
Slim and H.A.W.K. on the right, with Key and Mike we assassin
Fat checks we cash em, shut em down to mash em, huh
repitar
Repititious and ready to cause heavy
Castrate hoes by nature trying to falsefy gangstas
Lyrical overdose 20 cc's of the most
Potent antedote key
to see if my eyes open cause I've been drankin, and
I've
Been smokin' and flying down 285 but I'm focused its a four fifty four, where it says I raise
the narrows
and all of that are such
See me at the crossroad pimp-struts
I'm quite illogical but never been a savage
Genes scientific but I never have to map it
know is that fly shit, got pimp game on my boarding pass
Fuck what you talking 'bout, I be making G's
Posted up in the parking lot, dangling my keys
not Tito
Have a couple babies, now let her get up
If we prayed and respected by big and the little
Riddle by the stock exchange rockgame
Get
hold my hand lets just dance to the rhythm
Dance moves slick you gon see how i hit em
Flex so smooth you won't catch me slippin
Feet keep moving as I
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