Lyrics:
only want two (yeah, yeah, yeah, two)
What I'm supposed to do? (do)
Pick 'em by the two (two)
Smellin' like gelato (gelato) when I'm walkin' through
off
Ain no passes on they asses like slaughter house imma chop off
I'm a dragon moving drastic in solitary with drop offs
I say June they know they fuck
I just got done doing this album
Where every day I have purpose
You know, beyond like
Clearly my obvious purposes as a father, as a husband
I got
believe this shit
Second week in June, second night in Cancun
Pop Cris' by the full moon and the stars is bright
Pray to God that I catch me a slide
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
ass
The sendin letters in the mail saying i need to pay my debt
By june 11th was the deadline but my boy guess what
It is june 16th as the day
A groove like this just takes me back
To my younger days growing up in Sac
Rollin' the strip in my Cadillac
The money green 78 to be exact
Way back then I
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
try and tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one would ever
Think like I think, or do what I do
I stole the show, then
know the nina is the shit?
Motherfucker, one e-c-I-p-s is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my motherfuckin' nine servin ya
Cause I don't give a fuck
P-Rhymes rich
Dade County, let it do what it do
[DJ Khaled]
Rest in peace to Uncle Al
We The Best
Dade County, let's go
I rep my city
Nigga, I rep my
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
You lost taste when u shined
Like a flowering thyme
I'm in the pocket you
In their pocket touting the line
There's a difference
Ain't never been no
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
to Du-, fly to Dubai
I don't really wanna talk about it, wanna forget my problems I wanna get high
I feel like I'm Gunna, I'm pushing this P down the slide
on my navi holla at me shit fans want to see me in action
Heard they mac what they make in a year I pay in taxes
I'ma ball like the Jackson's and I won't
here, boy
Nigga disrespect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that the steel enjoy
I'll
Have to get closer deals on the tables now
I'm after this closure
Every albums killing they like
'Can he get colder?'
G is who your Girlfriend's
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
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