Lyrics:
M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
Gave it to me for free free free
Put it in my PC, track 16
When it got
Kitchens my crip, he throw up the C
My Foxes, shots out the wraith, we ain't doin' no boxin
This shit here hotter than lava I ain't her dad, but she do what
p
Lord by my side you'll see
I'll Cleveland Brown this beat but I'm still a family guy like Pete
Lean and bop when I step on street
Nike boy just
take that)
Long Beach is on the motherfuckin map
The city by the sea, R.I.P.
JD (that's me), you know about the LBC (uh-huh)
My niggas love
[Featuring Master P Mystikal Psycho Drama Silkk The Shocker]
Verse 1 (Silkk)
AHHHHHH! I kicks it off nigga what rhyme wit no fuckin
the club
cause ATL and M-Town
Blowing all the smoke
what u waitin what u waitin fo
beat that p***y
let me see it let me see it h*e
i aint playin
i aint
hit
Teaching surgical options on what to do with their d-s
It's true and it's sick, no thanks to media
And government giving all of our rights anemia
I
Avoiding the conniving
Tryna infiltrate my mind state
To make me relate to
What they wanna do and wanna see
I’m like peace
R.I.P to my P.O.P who taught me
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
on the link? it's time to feed the trappers
So this what we gone do, Make sure the kids eat their food
No time to play by the rules, break down the bricks load
probably as real as it gets
And bitch I would never be hit with by intellectual weaponry
Ain't no one gon' disrespect me, or compromise my integrity
Say what
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick, see)
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
(What do we have here, now? Do you want to ride
able to fly through this world, doing what you love to do but because of a court order your son before the age of 1 has to fly twice a month and maybe by
Hey what it is pimpin', Slim Thug 'n' T.I.P.
Doing it B.I.G wit' B.I.G (ye a ye yea)
Y'all understand wut im sayin (hey)
P.S.C. pimpin', y'all
the P, plus package, and postage
It's just that, I'm not boasting
You might have clocked it for true, Darg
You still do not have a clue, Darg
The apple
I mean...
I see your curves baby (The dollah sign p)
You looking like something like...
(What you looking like)
You looking like something i'll eat
palaver
Trying to make p by the hour
Your Mrs, is that her
She's trying to serve it on a platter
Age thirteen I was dishing out food what you mean I was
Yeah
You rocking with the Talk of New York Tony Yayo
Shady Aftermath and Soul Assassins
Here we go
Niggas know what I'm about out here (here)
you do not
My chain is hot, what's more hot than that
That's how I murda music, that's why your broads on my back
Got two birds on my shoulders, they
tired, I can still try out.
Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do.
But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude.
Confused...
Yo, but Dre's a nigga with
pushing my P
best believe it
Till I got racks ion tell you'bout
Till I got racks on me in a maybach
Tell me what's the reason
Na when I enter the place
Some
If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close
Niggas pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot you
'Cause I'm coo-coo, but I
say when they do you know what to that boy, I told his ass to get a new hobby
But if they tryna get at me?
Lil buzz tryna put em deep
It’s us who they
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