Lyrics:
cash, more
Hoes (what, what, what)
Ay yo, M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
No need to dress warm, I
Brought plenty of heat
Y'all can't do nothing with this here
Critic talking
We can peep that
Like where the weed at
This one not for Sunday service
But you hear the gospel
5th album on the 7th
Should go play
to e&j to doa me
NOT concerned with pleasing you, s'il vous plait, You can call that
SELL fish but baby this ain't seafood plates, dont
HOLLER if you
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse
You stupid muthafucka
Now that you got the album
What the fuck are you gonna do with it
Bitch
offline
Kilo shele ko post(o da pe koni data)
Story aye mi koja six albums
Ko need ki ma compose(O po rekereke)
Mio fe fi bukata mi kun ti e
Lo je kin wa
can't take me as a joke nigga
Vibe with the energy
I leave a legacy
Started out but I deserve this courtesy
Guilty by association
The judge helped me
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
enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go
Man, who would've thought I would've
Made it this far? It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you
It's only by your grace that
future daughter or son
The streams from this album gon' pay for your college funds (Limbo)
The circle of life could make a man feel like the one
Just
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
S and M this ain't for SNL
I'm giving them H E double L
Imma play the game like GTA
So I can pay for steak at STK
Can afford to eat it everyday
By playing
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
to buy your single, nigga hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're
CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] (Circle crew)
(You're
the back:
Eying, sighing. Dying to get a crack at the middle.
So he kicks a quick little riddle.
She knos he's got game. But she lets him feel and fiddle.
away
I have something to prove
There's ten of them
Ten marks
The plan must proceed
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E
Lost in transLation
by
So you want use this one open the mic yeah
So wetin I suppose do now make I just dey drop bazz
How you see am Master
See see I know say I no get
tell me what you lost, cause you had to let me go
Looking back now, was I played by a pro
My anger swell inside
Started saying H. O. E., my problem was
Hold on for a moment let me say some, awesome
I wanna hold so.e people who really owe, but I owe some
Or hold back to me being so complacent, no me!
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
This one goes to my man old dirty, one love we be swigging brew
Trigger too, even Nas I be digging too
Let's see whose left Mobb Deep, oh yeah Meth
never get stopped by a toll to get on this level Sorry can't give you a code Like a only son, gotta Do this shit on your own
Real niggas extinct, it's
and weave
Riddle of the pixelated ticker taking
Prisoners and a number please
Name and occupation: Aes
I twiddle thumbs with underlings
Orange eyes, head
person
Lets go!
Recess!
invasion!
I ain't even got a fucking album out
And niggas speaking my name! [aha!]
[welcome to detroit city! welcome to detroit
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