Lyrics:
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
talk much but live by my money sure
I don’t play with my hustle oda bi ammunition
You no fit send me I be like straight bullet nigga
Ibile la won temi ba
coming in live
Some of you niggas had me
Knock shit down for nine-five
I told you last year that I
Burned you in a flame now this year
I'm wreckin average
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
to the rhyme brought your shades and your wine
I survived hard times prime time, as I rewind
My thoughts and remmeniss, sippin' O.E. quarts
Rest in peace
do the monkey off o' the cuff
But her mind had a missing link
Am I in sync?
Paint a picture on a subway train
Carve my name in a video game
Am I
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
Yeah, when I look in the mirror
All I see is a boy whose raps just keep
Interfering with his life and the ideas he is leading
I'm the G.O.A.T, you
On the Mix(Fluorescent)
O necessary make I live my life
Make I gettin plenty(Jah come bless me)
Ore ofe ni everything
Nobi by who pray pass
Alaru ton je bread
Ofi awo ori e
new single right there, y'all
It's called "What It Seems"
Featuring Dub-O and
Produced by my man Slim G'z
It's coming out real soon, I had
I had
pre-Onika (ye-ah)
You the smaller version, you the baby sneaker
Flacko I wonder how it feel to live or be like you
Album number three, and keep it G like Q
straight
When your name they announce it
I be ready to pounce it
Love the way that you bounce it
When the money I counts it
By your beauty surrounded
Booty
still want to know when the album comin? out
Ask the teenagers, O?Gs and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don?t
into some ol' nasty shit
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
Tell your girls we
O's, no Cheerios
I don't wake up in the morning for cereal
Flip the brick make the whole shit do a aerial
Air the shit out and make the hoes sing
blasted twice
why'all niggas live the average life
Raised in the hills with the wife, then turn gangsta when ya grab the mic
Nigga I only spit the facts
against the world
We gon ride through the years
But that time is gon come
That time we gon shine
Just pray we live it up
Man I pray we don't die
Survival
you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house, there's
Wu
Tang killer with the CREAM
Kill a beat, kill a fleet
Killer with the free
This is how we do it yes it's L-O-G-IC
I'm out in LA
This is how we do it
If bars is dead
Consider this the defibrillator
HipHop LIVES
If you thought it died, you a damn lie
Not as long as I'm living
And this just
out-fly?
``Heart, shall we live or die?
``The rest. . . . settle by-and-by!''
So, she'd efface the score,
And forgive me as before.
It is twelve o'clock:
I
keep they stash in they ash
Round where I'm from
Uptown and that Nolia we sold smoked chumps
Quick to steal a nigga any time of the day
If his ass outta
me the O.G.
And since this live big let's start with B.I.G.
And rep it for Big Pun and do it for Big L
And since I got a big truck you know I live well
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