Lyrics:
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
I be lying say I'm fine but I mean the finer things
cnd when she by my side I see the brighter side of things
Insecure, I never say it but she sees
they friends
Selfishness and self resent so for they name might shoot they mans
Black man!
Get up, not lit
Take a stand
Just flip that switch
No gamer
give a fuck about me how can I
ease the pain? how can I ease the pain?
Yea, blood in blood out they gotta feel my pain on this one man
Pleasure P:
Fuck
Now this ain't eye spy
This eye see
As I look in the mirror of the Bible
Look at what I see
Reflections of that man I'm tryna put behind me
of control
All conscience lost in their own vanity
Sloth
A man
Absorbed by insolence
Laziness gone past the point of no return
The inactivity of a hopeless
I be about my business
Stay in my lane got to finish
Life moving on by the minute
So I ain't really worried about the Flow
Got to love hard cause
man he was swiss cheese
He had his vest up
Knowledge in tune, I was the blessed one
And I got degrees, I was taught by
The best ones
And Im parting
of unity
Master playa haters out in the community
And global genocide's, Babylon's comodity
While selfishness, plays the mind of humanity
With media
They say the Devil is alive and well
In Northport, Long Island
A sleepy town turned upside down
By a little Satanic violence
Ricky was the Acid
fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
Ur legs to strong doing sex with pretty Ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking like
day a particular hoe took Rickys Santa Claus watch
And now he's out on on a quest of vengeance Ahh ahh)
MAN FUCK THAT SHIT!
Nigga on pursuit
So no time
me a little California love
Man
Put it in the air
Ay, ay, Crazy Toones, help these muthafuckas
Put it in the air
Man
Fire it up! Blaze it up!
And do
stop when you're gone)
Look, our city never quite shook off
Rest in peace to Ricky Ross
Couple of niggas rolled, but most just took a loss
While
I'll light up ya life
Pull up to the floor in a Ricky Hatton fight
I'ma champion baby, a little bit crazy
But crazy's unpredictable, and that's
man
End up missing, man
They gon' find you in back of that minivan
Think I'm playing with you
Ho, get back
Bitch, get back
Ho, get back
Bitch, get back
A jungle
Guns go off in the jungle
I tip my derby like Zorro
Ain't no such things as war heroes
Frontline planes fly by, like the sparrow (BLAOW!)
told her this nacho cheese
Fine white shawty like Scarlett Johanson
River Road, finna slide in a mansion
Y'all ain't half the man as will
Some of y'all
[Chorus]
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
I'll take 30
Operator's in the place to be
[Little Daddy Shane]
The L-to-the-I-to-the-L-to-the-D
to-the-A-to-the-D-to-the-D-to-the-why
to-the-S-to-the-H-to-the-A-N-E
the triple
take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got
competitions
mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
(Chorus) Looking fly like Pretty Ricky
I can see that she wanna get JIGGY JIGGY eh
In the morning licky licky
Leave a gal no choice but to pull
momma said do school work
I was making that tool work
And niggas wanted me dead with a whole lot on my head
Man they hit Big in the passenger, hit Pac
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