Lyrics:
the one to grab the gun
And get to dumpin' on your crew! That's what we do, check it
Drop it like it's hot, assume the position on the flo' butt naked
Its cuatros on ya block slow
It's already Friday and that Check gone
Back to the trap on Monday Can't get my rest on
Trying to live right but
You ain't gotta ask if she digg me, of course she did I'm witty
I'm a product of my city, that 2Pac and that Biggie
My jewels pop with that pretty
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
Whisperin in my ear, damn it sound lovely
I'm infactuated, we evacuated, now we at the crib
It's two for the money, thats the life I live
Kiss me, kiss
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
[Verse 1 - Coolio]
Get your back, call tomorrow, life is borrowed
All your tears in sorrow and bring it back and that's a fact
Where would you be at,
son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that's the way we rock it
The only way to live
If you really think about it
Every move is humble wit' precision
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
niggas change cause I got money now
So you can't try to play me like a dummy now
And I just gotta figure it out
You don't even help me out
I can't bring
keepin it G man
For the boys and girls and to all the MC's
Also DJ's on the 1's,2's and 3's
Gotta have trees, that's where the money is
Stayin hungry for
south to the east coast
West coat
We still live by the g code
Got the South, Got the East,
Got the West with me
So I suggest you better not mess with me
I'm a nigga that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back I'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil
and hops, in my million dollar spot
Gimme all your motherfuckin money all money good money
Bring it on the block, million dollar spot
Hear me, get money
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rode
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
]
[Mannie Fresh]
What, what
What, you think I'm scared, cause of the threats that you sendin' me?
Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy
to attack from every wack crew
[Slug]
And the fateful day came could it be
That two had been beat
Do they face defeat
Overcooked time to climb out
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
the law, wash it by divesting my investments spread em cross a few portfolios
My bitch don’t ask, she just gon order those
That’s what that trust bring
Start
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
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