Lyrics:
and different whores
Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit cold
Look at your arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my niggas
that shit ain't worth that much, nigga
But I'ma turn it back in, nigga
'Cause the nigga is embarrassin us, cuz
So if he come to your town, you just
Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga, know we do this shit, for real
Tryna fight, by night his top
rappers
I can't relate
All that shit you talking that nigga
It ain't
I used to play that fuckin' corner
Paranoid getting high off the marijuana
Everytime i
ain't know that Hugh Hefner black
And like Jordans, Ballys and Kush from Cali
A nigga smoke good no facebook
But a nigga poke good a nigga so hood
can't say that shit no more
Got my fam and all they families all dependin' on the flow
I'm the nigga'
The nigga', nigga'
The illest one with all
bitch shit gotta give ya man a divorce
End up watchin' Friends like Joey, Chandler and Ross, ya see
Most of these niggas ain't never love 'em
And these
ladies, Brown Louboutin
Condom on 'fo I go to work, that's my uniform
Nigga I used to eat mayonnaise sandwiches
By candle lit, and that's 'cause
the Candyland guap, shorty said Baland-land, the soda my socks
Rich Homie Quan nigga still goin' in and I ain't ever gon' stop
Whip the dick I nutted on her
to goin' off
Latex gloves for the drill
Niggas butter soft
45th, I'm a shooter
Niggas know I shoot shit
Pull up, we gon' make it hot
We ain't on that cool
these fucking T.V.'s and jewelry bitches, tell me that?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
But i'ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in
know
Niggas ain't shit
Good girl turned cold
Niggas ain't shit
Ask her how she feel about it now
Niggas ain't shit
She be bumpin' that N.A.S.
Niggas
file
Run up on him single style
Let the thing break him down
You love my methods
Take a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list reckless
The key
(Mystikal)
I ain't playin'!
(huh)
Y'all see me enter this motherfucker shut the fuck up
I ain't playin'
(he ain't playin')
(tell him nigga
shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
That nigga gave us "Billie Jean" you say he touched those kids?
When
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
a seatbelt
I ain't got no license, so I gotta wear my seatbelt
I do this shit myself, nigga, I don't need help
Walk up on 'em with that, god help me, he
sum
If she at my crib, she gone shake sum
Niggas hate, but they can't even confront
I got songs in the vault that is undone
But I wont let that shit
I ain't tryin' to win, I'll do some other shit
I respect you for that more than you'll ever know
I had issues with niggas, you told me, "Let it go"
them all in a list
Nigga gotta wait for the time when they miss
Nigga getting high with this shit
Ama let them out by the time
I release
Nigga that's
you got
Fuckin' with niggas that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it goes in our family
'Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually
you got
Fuckin' with niggas that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it goes in our family
'Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually
you know what I've been up to
Killin' y'all niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise-colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
shit nigga
You ain't shit nigga
That girl is a hoe
You call her your wifey
You just a fuckboy sucking dick for notoriety
Leeching off of other
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