Lyrics:
much heat, no zone
Cold-hearted from so many cold shoulders Thought they was ridin' with me, then they
tried to run me over It's crazy how your dog turn
Do you wanna see me win?
Then pray for me yeah
Do you wanna see me shine?
Then pray for me cause'
I don't get enough love I feel it slippin' away
I
not last
Movin like i'm flash
2 hunnit on my dash
Brown skin she shakin ass
I be smokin too much gas
Me and my niggas we count the cash
No Limit Gabe
Oh this shit really get major, Ian really gotta do too much
Chauffeur to different places, Ian really gotta move too much
Take her to different
Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
Chorus-
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4
Focusing on nothing than myself, oh by
Oh i'm sorry
Trippin and slippin over again
Words on my soul
Written in flames
When i'm asking my momma
i tried
Matter fact take a seat just look at the wealth
D-D-Drugs supplied by those on the yachts politicians in bed with the cops
You either a have or a have not
fresh who you foolin ?
If you see me slippin better know I'm never trippin ( why )
Coz I got the real GOcT by my side like pippen
Yea
One time for
I just told a real nigga bye that shit hurt the most
Shooting for the stars my ar came with a telescope
Caught a nigga slippin had to drop em like
outside
Get up
No time for slippin
My nigga get up and get it
Boy its Cold outside
Switch up
That shit is real
These people kill
They dnt care
When its Cold
Been through a problems wit sum Shit that I ain't never Letting go
Spent 300 on a fye, they can't catch me, not more
I been traumatize by shit i
cmanda,
Brenda,
Cindy,
Denise,
Elfie,
So many...
I mean, where do I start
Let's rewind to September 2007, remember a pretty chick by the name
Can't get to him
Way too clutch, I want
This shit stupid
I learned way too much I gave way too much I stayed way too much I crave way too much
I
ass by the hair and drug her out the window
Pushed out the car while I fired up the Indo
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
I'll be
of the homies jus got dusted
Dusted and disgusted
Let's let of some two or threes on the other side of t-uh-town
Draw the attention on the other s-uh-side
Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 Lu, Spig
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
know i got the crown
I'm gonna pop em and drop em in two shots
just slippin and dippin , are you slippin and trippin?
mother fucker we don't
the roof
He landed on Mercer by Versace
Last time they see me I'll
Be shootin' out the Masi
Gucci tearaway suit's, Jesus
Make two bricks out of one
Wipe your
We have no idea how much
Of ourselves is created
Embedded in our memories to shape ourselves
Like, I still feel bad about stuff
I did 30 years ago
to be a bad lil' shady nigga just like you
And I pop that ass one by one, plus two
Got my eyes on you!
Along with my whole squad ready to ride, yeah
and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm
The motherfucker was informed by a rat
Slash player hater
A faggot that's vexed 'cause the lucci is much greater
The way to survive, got to come alive
In '95, duke,
life?
It's on sight, that admiration is awesome
Fucking bitches and flossing
Counting cash by the ocean
Catch ya slippin' on slauson
The only son
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