Lyrics:
told ya we was rich"
How I turned out let it be no surprise
When they speak of cousin Ricky it brings tears to their eyes
See, my family got a history
or rather show and prove
Of made up gank moves and foolish fairy tales
said by sissies, to snatch the record sales
So when you see me just say I told ya
My
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
shaka-laka lokey, shaggy the clown back like scoliosis,
Call me a psycho-skitzo-freak, and I'll call you by your name! (dick
Anus)
Cuz I could give two
your thoughts while I got 99 problems
I'ma give you my two cents and then I think I'ma rob it,
I'm taking it back before they title me a profit,
Living
It's just Me against the world
Yeah I'm by Myself
Its me and my girl
I don't need no help
For someone Who's "irrelevant"
Y 'all give me lots
Geffen
Blowin' ox', like oxygen, out of my nostrils
Seen brave men, fight for they honor and even die
Two gorgeous divas, blowing the heaters down
Geffen
Blowin' ox', like oxygen, out of my nostrils
Seen brave men, fight for they honor and even die
Two gorgeous divas, blowing the heaters down
and slashing, falling 10 by 2.
In the end, we have no home to come back too.
Side by side, we stand and fight as one.
And if I shall fall, brother care for my
get to a bag
The money is working for me
I had to run up a stack
Never support for my tracks
Bitch I'm supporting myself
My mother is one of the past
LulJank Nigga
With the section in this joint no cap
Yeah
Two in this bitch nigga
Yeah
The set
Better get out my way when I spark with this Glock
If
One, two, three
Slip out the back before those
Handlers get too tight on you
I light my own fires now
I light my own fires now
Slip in this
tracks
Two six racks
By the time I'm hitting roofs
I'm so bad
Yeah I know
I hit your boyfriend at the store
Make him leave you for a side that you don't
so unfazed that I won't engage
I'm pulling my sack up
Picking my slack up
Ripping this track up
Racking some stacks to the max
While I still got some
Hello darling
Children growin', women producin'
Men go work and some go stealin'
Everyone's got to make a livin'
Goes against my morals to say
Preacher Casey dropped him in his tracks.
Well, they handcuffed Casey and they took him to jail
And then he got away.
He met Tom Joad by the old river
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
a bottle of white then
Got straight to business like two corporate white men
The food came, before I could take a bite in
He said "You the type I usually
the railroad tracks
I got a table for two, way in the back
Where I sit alone and I think of losing you
I spend most every night
Beneath the light of a neon
a hypocrite
Always went against my words
I did you wrong, girl that's absurd
When we outmatched by all the drama
I'll out coach it, Im the Spurs
I'll pick you
a hollow imagination
The size of a Meno's i'm already on my grind
A level beyond tears the devil belongs rear
So don't meddle in fear
Or pedal the wrong gear
Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating
By the pricking of my thumbs
One step up and then two steps back
Might slip up but I'm still on track
How I'm feelin', I'll let you lead
As we proceed
I'm not perfect
But
the brothers in the party|To find a hottie|And dance body to body|Step one: first you grab honey by the waist|Step two: then you move at a ghetto pace|Step
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