Lyrics:
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
for like all four seasons
Think I'd die, you think bout leaving
Take you too, If I might need to
Three shots, Four shots
I'm tweaking
One piece, two
and a four bitch
I catch two by the store, they was lackin', I was so lit
My bro in love with my opp bitch
He just addin' to the points, they ain't tell you
shacking ama cock ur ass 4 ur fake'n
ma father taught me how 2 keep ma head high
but the PAIN N THE SHAME as i c my own pride
gettin PLAY'D LIKE A GAME now
to die, I probably won't make it to Heaven
No singing no sad songs or kind words by the Reverend
No one sheddin' tears with happy thoughts to think
sing, about me
Promise that you will sing about me
[Verse 4: SAVE]
An angel would die when dimensions would rise
From the distance of the snake
out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
In and out fast, murderous, vast
throat
I'm scoffed up
Constipated with pain
Hating the rain
We all get wet
And pretty much when you close to death
I think you live by the gun
You die by
off me
Two years of my life were spent in a mental health
I'm a threat to society, then again to my fuckin' self
I'm losin' my fuckin' mind, my veins
the old folks home
Twelve hour ride to the same four albums
Brand new whip but the same old outcome
Same old songs in the young man head
On repeat, get
to hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air)
Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there)
Hut, two, three, four! - No War!
Re-noi fais tes billes prends tes parts
J'aime agir, pas ler-par
Écoute le skeud, prends des baffes
Tu veux l'zbeul? Prends mes gars
En 2-4-6 ils
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it
get it, the Bricks don't fuck with herbs
Come get it, I represent Jerz 'til I die
Smoke on the lah lah lah lah lah lah
Come get it, y'all niggas don't
goes
'Look! I can't believe it! Look
At that!' I'm like, 'What?'
She goes, 'The keno numbers are
Coming up in order one
Two, three, four, five' I'm like
me a new blockbuster deal/
For a n***a to live/
Its gon take shady 4, 5 maybe 6 mil/
I done did 6 albums n***a/
This s***s real/
And now you
Nigga just killed TyeTye
Caught him slipping in a drive-by
We so surprise, his mama in tears
Somebody gon' die now
His baby mama she been crazy
She
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up signs
No peace,
Got nothing live for, Deceased
By the hands of that 4-4 (Clack Clack)
Pull the hammer
on
24's
On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!"
Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a
fee false
If the straps don't bleed y'all
We put
anya)
Gat 2 milli on the Floor
3, 4 milli in the Dome
Might just get whipped by the Porsche
We ain't playing no more
I get money by the minute
I blow time
soon be makin'
and once I break then I'ma show my peeps that I'm not fakin'
See my man Pop or Die from the block
niggas wearin' reverse as we handle
uhh, ahhh
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior MAFIA
One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
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