Lyrics:
niggas get real gritty (so tough, so tough)
You wanna see some ass and titties? (Sure enough, sure enough)
Well, let me walk you through the city (walk
call the vice
Another rapper and his family with no life
Yeah you're Mr. Tough and, you're full of stuff and
and Freddie Foxxx caught you
to me,
Keep playin' freddy boi, I'll leak on ya elm street,
Trouble is what you want dog, pain is what you don't get,
It's Young money till the bone
Lil' Chuckee
Young money lil' G,
Battle juice in my blood
Jumpin' at the boy
Man, you better have ya bungee cord
Since Wayne took me off the leash
really a very
Tough guy
Tough guy
Tough guy
So what's it gonna be?
You gonna step to me
Or what?
Or what?
I thought so
Women, they like my songs
'Cause
that's right sugar love
Come on
[Chorus: Willie Cottrell]
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just wont get enough
The rain,
going into 9 to 5 I don´t play around
Cause I know that you´ll always be here by my side
Cause this old blacktop looks a little bit tough
The kind
that's right sugar love
Come on
[Chorus: Willie Cottrell]
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just wont get enough
The rain,
It's the
Young Menace, man you know how I get it
I had a
Lame bitch tryna make me forget it
So I
Made the switch, now the mack is back
It's young
gone listen
Stick by your nigga dude through tough times thick and thin
Tell me would you ride with me till the very end
The wheels fall off you gone
making my move
Baby I'm making my move
I gotta mack on you proper, I'm on your block in a suit
When I shoulda been in the stu, baby when I do me I can't
Don't get lost, come on and follow
Not empty just a little bit hollow
Rationality- it's a tough pill to swallow
Stand by me you are my shadow
Don't get
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
So punk-rock
So hard, so tough
Can you help me get it up???
Help me get it up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Help me get it up, up, up, up, up,
fisherman hat, so I can mack
Groove to the rhythm of a funky track
Like ("yo, you smack me and I'll smack you back")
I come correct with the context, and then
the crowd a flap
Just to distract, til I'm intact
Get my Fisherman hat, so I can mack
Groove to the rhythm of a funky track
Like ("Yo, you smack me and I'll
it gets tough
I know that flesh will fail me
And you call me on my bluff
Jesus
Do not be deceived by the false charm of this world
Following my dreams
an MC, who can't be the are-E-D
Fuck wit me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easy
By me and a tre-eight pistol, so vacate the premises
Or ask
Step-by-step i know we all have it tough
Change by yourself If your substance ain’t enough
People are scared they try to blame it on you
Lacking encourage in
yo; give 'em slack, yo
And now they label me the mack, yo, people check it
Get disrespected if you front on the Birdman, you heard, man
Catch
how I kill the track, I just tell them lil hoes sit back
You wasn't with me when I was down on my last
Like my name Jimmy told that bitch "Have
strictly just made to mack
So what the fuck you know about me
A loked out, funky ass pimpin OG
Fool, you can open your eyes but you can't see
I just gave
telling me you're better off alone
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you will get some
They say that girl ya know she act
telling me you're better off alone
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you will get some
They say that girl ya know she act
through you know the outcome
Critical
Condition in your physical for injurin
The officer and gentleman who stack by the benjamen
Off a beat like this
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