Lyrics:
the street in two
I doubled up my team and never told the dream
I showed what a lil bit of green could do (like)
Showed what a chick in V.I.P would do (like
commitment
But I'm spitting in other booths
Do you ever wonder who is bulletproof
This is the life of
Cover up depression by going to different nightclubs
You
And when you let me rip I'm goin in with a helmet
That's why your little brother wants to be like me
I'm surrounded by the trueness that suckers fail
southern niggas in these streets
Yeah I'm candy flipper, you can have a picture
While I pose like a playa, by the candy with ya
Koopa never have no time,
yeah)
(And the beat is so cold) And like I said before
I go by the name (Yeah yeah) A-1 Pe$o
(And the beat is so cold) This is what they've been asking
yeah
Plus I’m a fire nigga
Your booking fee is prolly just my rider nigga yeah
I don’t like a lot of niggas
R I P Nip you can’t trust a nigga
Do it for
I'm writing this flow to "Boom" by Primo and Royce Da 5 9
I'm inspired by this shit you can hear it in my voice and rhyme
I'm the type that spit
alright man Kentucky, Tennessee, taste this beat
I'm typin' this in for you
Ya, spit like it ain't no thing
You held me down from day one
It's
Back like I never left
Still tryna see what's next
Still plotting on these checks
Girls be asking for offers from me I can't accept
They put on acts
hear a ringing from my phone and I wanna answer
But the wetness from her p***y keeps on spreading like cancer
So I'm stuck not knowing that soon I
It's the movement, swag,
It's the movement, swag,
I see y'all on top niggas.
This shit to easy mane.
I go by the name of Pleasure P.
The new bad boy
disbelief
41 shots, a young brotha deceased
Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace?
So fuck the police, listen, I walk with P.
Ignorance
good talks wit P when I'm alone
Smoking doughty by myself comfort of my own home
Couldn't even cry when my bros died got pain I a neva show
Fuck reading
to have a team, then went kobe bean
R.I.P. gone to soon
Left in january see you again in june
Turn into a different beast every full moon
Keep murdering inc
keys like piano
Tatiana Tatiana Tatiana Tatiana
Shawty she on fye hot like Tijuana
Now we screaming R.I.P. Tatiana
cups to fill
I mean if I don't do it there's no one else who will
Write a verse like a verse of the Holy Scripture
Haven't cursed whole album, this
Boy I really own the place the money only setback
And I don't even wait
I do it like I say
And ever since the life I live my guy
Ibi so great
And I
attention
I was distant
I focused on the posters on my wall
Caught a vision
Now my words fall in rhythm
HIP HOP made a difference
Making albums ain't
P31[00:31.78]But babygirl you really live it[00:33.24]Being honest I gotta admit it[00:35.01]Whatchu wanna do baby I'm with it[00:36.70]And your finger it needed
R.I.P. to that shit before 20-10, changing day in, day out, all again
Far from the former wires, some of the mental, now you're gone, like the vibes
eva see
Man, S and Bar ain't got shit on P
I'm like Trapper John, 'cause I MD
And I do surgery on the nigga for free
When it come to that Tae Bo
We
Intro (Siri)
And R.I.P. Dj Shay
Verse 1 (Grafh)
I just think how short life is, Uh
They probably give me my roses after they honor me
Stabbed me
threat so I approached him,
With due care..
"Ah Mr Pip" he said out loud,
"We've been awaiting you, my name is Elwood P. Dowd",
Now just what he meant by
the cabinet written in Arabic
Translate to characters one by one, like Arafat tarot cards suggest
I make terrorist threats through your stereo sets
Various
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