Lyrics:
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
I'll stand by your side anytime you Feel lonely
I ain't tryna waste no time
I ain't tryna waste no time
I ain't tryna waste no time
I ain't tryna waste
hard everyday ('sup)
I keep switching my fits my clothes all black and sometimes grey (yeah)
I keep switching my shit by next week no I won't be the same
look you in your eyes
As if it ain't okay to cry, try to be the tough guy
Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire
No one love you like
add 'er all together
I ain't talkin' bout the drug
And you know it's orange juice
If they say a C-plus
If you think I'm a 50 then
You got no sense like
about nothing
All of these people out here chasing fame
While I'm ducking cameras like David Blaine
There just ain't no way they can slide in my lane
I'm
verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No
Since the Touch It remix put the face to the voice
the ladies love my style, they get moist (They wet)
Chose with my mouth closed they ain't have
Cali? No doubt, baby
West, West, y'all, pile it on your plate
A little somethin' somethin' from the Golden State
Nah, we ain't like Kobe and Shaq
It's
a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger
Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger
Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders
through the weather
You can see, ain't no shaking, ain't no faking
All for love
We can be tied forever
Through the weather, through the weather
You can see,
Fuck naw I ain't got no Grey Poupon
Well anyway, I said, "That's no burglar! That's my butler."
Mr. Rockefeller, let me in on the gossip
I heard
How could you hate the only brother that you never had?
I don't take it personal, I promise I ain't never mad
I could love you from a distance, I
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
And even if I could it will all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
Not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called
fall in love and get hurt by a bitch
Nine months later cause got mirked by a bitch
See I'm just a nigga that ya don't wanna
Reverse the game on her,
rob by myself
Se opp, hot pot, then, I step
Bet you been miserable since I left
No, no, you can't have my wealth
Louis V, all-white belt
I snatch
by my collar
Like a veteran can't hold me down
Never
But when the end day, they try
It's comedy
Ha ha ha ha ha
David Letterman live in the alley in
Clouds turn grey
And that rain pours down
It goes from house to house
Just know they smiling down
Go round and round we go
Their grass ain't greener
Their
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggas must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can
facing us
Wish I could see what you'd become
Grey liquor, no taste in love
Numb by the sense of half your touch
The feeling, leaves my walls to dust
So
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