Lyrics:
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
a couple of these
She say she wanna be a model and she hotta than free
Courtney told me she was a regular freak
And I can tell by tha picture mail that she
Mr.montana... Mr.montana
Foldin tha figure i feel like im tony
Protecting the pack they call me the hood goalie
Flyer than feathers gang fingers
baby roll up this..
Hold up check me out
Now you know tha police nem hate my car
And tha color of my skin they dont like by far
Them stereotypes I dont
I'm spittin and spillin tha trill and I'm sippin on barre
Tell that bitch get in tha car
How many nugs a tha killa gon fit in tha gar?
I take it a lil
[k-roc]
K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really can
Flossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my dividends
See I'm gon be tha
greatness
The code im erasing
Took a red pill
Its boosted my adrenaline
Why they breeding humans in a pod filled with gelatin
I broke out started messing
I'll smash im a dog on dat Ass
Young fly ass
Business man havin cash
On my pac shit
Bomb first on my enemies
Bomb lil bitch on my hip
Bitch roll tha weed
Life By tha Coast
Just Incase You Ain't Notice
[Vs.1:]
I'd Rather Get Paid, Than fCkinq Wit A Thick Bitch
Doinq Hellla Jobs, Watch A Niqqa Workinq 6
tha game from lil to big to make
It easier for the feds
I don't sniff cause they know
A nigga straight paid
I keep my money round that Nolia
That's
dem bitches nah!
[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]
Don't toss one; toss two, three, fo (whoo!).
Mix a lil' numerology? Body out tha do'!
At 12:48, toss two,
shirt jus fo tha club
Hell naw i aint leavin
LEtz hit tha VIP
Widd dem chickies n get freaky
Lil mama dont believe me
I showed her, I showed ha
I beat it
from me
Never gangsta nikka
Yous just a dummy
You wanna find me
I'm out tha Westend
Off on Patterson
By mosquito bend
You can meet me there
And bring
gonna see
Something that you can't believe
Real 忍者s got Mission tho'
They gon' go til' they complete
Real 忍者s be livin' by tha Code training like
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'
hittin' and tha world is getting cold
Fuck dis shit we don't play by tha rules
So many hitters I don't know who to choose
Fuck it attitude I got nuttin'
(I feel like everytime I start these tracks)
(Somebody hit my LINE)
(Imma hit yo LINE)
Seen a ninja moving on the low, by the wave side (Splash)
the yay'
Federalies can't harm me
Black-ass army in armani
And they still
Can't see me
Cause I'm - paper down
Fiends to keep happy
Never - fuckin frown
Mr
the west
Heard they gotta couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure that's enough time to get tha
a salamander/ they cant tell I'm frm tha ghetto or maybe they can but wit dis shmoney I'm mr Billionfold/ mr take uh piss in tha pool/mr ion want no tab cuz once
[Mr. Pookie]
Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin
Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,I get to skeemin and dreamin
Is thea a way I
boy, oh boy
Me and yo' baby brother we keeps the rhythm
You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
I can hear you
Don't be troubled by tha truth, embrace it
This is whut you have in store
Nah nah, I ain't haven't that
I don't wanna be that guy
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