Lyrics:
feat. Mr. Lil One
[Mr. Lil One]
Everybody want to be knowing
How I be doing it when I be flowing
back up in this motherfucker
ready to server you
Why Dave died as a child?
Baby Joe got shot in front of his child
Wonder why a flag a part of our style?
Wanna get out but wonder why that I can't
/ I See Dis Shit Clearly Now / Devil Can Hear Me Now / Yea I Walk By Faith, But This Here Rod Gone Help Me Clear it Out / Have You Ever Gave Yo Last
y'all the dope without the triple beam (Drogas)
Always stayin' fresh, I'm on my Mr. Clean (Yeah)
I'm straight up outta city where you'll get smoked like
on all of y'all, I'm just deciding who to whack
Lil' bro'll pull up and let off a couple shots from out this TEC
So we don't sit at restaurants, these
disrespectin' Biggie
So ya'll that talkin' that
Sound silly lil niggas
I say greatness takes time so
You can't rush me
I ain't from Ohio but nigga my grams
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
Where you from?
(Where you from? Claim your set!)
Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up
I met a lil bitch on the islands
She show me it was why she be on it
y'all (that y'all!)
And that's all!
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave
Yeah it’s J G
You could even call me Mr. Freshly
Make sure that you come at me correctly
Don’t know why these people tryna test me (They can’t test
her freeze up
We know you not tough lil' boy, you need to ease up
Yeah, I know why they hate for real, they wanna be us
I'm throwin' F's, my C's up,
Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo]
It's me and you, one on one, against the world
Every man needs a woman, every boy needs a girl
In my world I'm just a squirrel
got hard faces
Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you think they couldn't break?
Something rouge, they was schooled by a mental patient
Cause all they had was
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
on Notti, I'ma send ya' ass up (on bro)
Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck would I lack?)
Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back
Throw shots,
blasian ya heard
(You already know!)
When I walk thru
It might get hectic
I'm the life of the party
Make you cats feel hella threatened
Just by my presence
[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul
Mr. Mambo (repeat)
I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
She's just mad she can't treat me like a loan
Bad lil bih
Got it on my phone
Two cell phones, which one I don't know
Got a bag, when I count it I
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
You know
I never did understand why they always told me to smile
Shit
It ain't too much shit I gave a smile for
Real talk
Yo still a asshole by
into it
Huh lil' boy where your pape movement
Yeah my name got weight to it
It's Kso Mr. Pesos yeah the spanish fluent
Ain't nun' like the rest bro I
when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Chorus (2X)
[Master P]
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just
The money that shows the eyes, I don't know why I try it hurts some more, it hurts some more
Scene 98
Oh damn, I miss my fam, these drugs are damn
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