Lyrics:
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
attend to that
And you can take that vest off cuz
Imma put em in ya hat
Point blank walk up ain't never
Did a drive by
Catch a nigga slippin and let
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
life like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that
Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Speakin'
to
No dough, so I got the gat pointed at you
By any means I'm out for cream
And willin' to do sticks, catch Vicks
Because I'm on some trife shit
Yo, I
and booted you can't get up after me
Aint seen the best of me yet
Man I'm something like Tech
When I get erect
And once I let off on you Vics it's gon be
eyes
What you get is what you see
This shit cut so deep
Man, I can't even sleep
Yeah, I know I said cheap
But not when you get it from me
I Just got
Give yourself a round
You don't love yourself
That's why you're all alone
And always by yourself
Syringe your only friend
But it won't help you now
I
from these known flexers
And my niggas born savage don't know better
Type of shit you don't know make me so jealous
Man im so fed up I got no manners
as fuck, get in they feelings, then get on some hoe shit
Be your closest patna, counting your pockets, tryna act like you're wife
Told bro if he ever catch
[Jay-Z] Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron] Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
these bitches basic you the shit I can’t get enough of you
Won’t catch me sliding in em when I know they lookin up to you
I Found me one that got her bag
in the background so when I pull up to my yard do a lap round
Me and bro went halves on a... got enough popcorn we can hand out, if I catch man he best
a woman that I barely even know (yeah)
I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this (she probably can't)
And hopefully you'll give
a nigga like me play to win and i love to sin relentless married to the game so fuck this playa shit neva change got sticky frames if you sick enough
You're callin and callin
And I've been stallin and stallin to pick up
Because I don't feel good enough to talk to you God
And if I'm honest
I've
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
to hold me close and never let me go
But as soon as you got your CC, you'd want a quickie, and then you would leave me
Guess I felt hard done
My heart
you try to take it from me
Because she's all I got
She's all I got!!
Oh that baby you got that good stuff
Good love put it on me can't get enough
sipping on medicine
Married to the game and the block was the best man
All about Benjamin's ask Mike Epps
But you can tell by the Ice Cubes around my neck
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
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