Lyrics:
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
f__k the rap
push'em to the
Dead Men Tell No Tales
I be candidate of
K p___y school president
(Who's the) cool president
No one makes
policy for
switched sides like a Gemini every day is do or die so I
So I live it like
It may be my l a s t
c k I n g like I'm t i p ain't ever asked me to see ID
Fye
I'm that muhfuckin guy
Ties, to the streets, can't lie
I came from out of the sky
Lay down or stay down, it's do or die
All of my paper is
[Chorus: Krayzie]
My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded]
[So high, so high am I.]
reefer and blunts is all that's needed
p***y wasn’t bad
She be in your face all a n***a do is laugh
Got some things I ain’t never get to say to u
Posed to hit n never posed to lay with you
F**k
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lay Lay Lay Lay)
Lay Lay Lay Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
the ho that you can be
Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak
Goin "Now I lay me down to sleep"
With that pimp stick hangin
face
I'm having this shit nigga I use to take damn
We put this shit in they face dam
Nigga get down or lay down
or get filled up by a k round
lay dat law
humans on
Every day them fools rush in
And lay down the cash and watch me grin
I put 'em all on, I'd hum a little song
An' watch 'em all go tee-hee
she fast to go
and blow like Curtis
double off in the lex
let me see if she worth it
gettin by so perfect
gettin by so perfect
last year I was mackin
we
I’m usually tagged as a player by these girls
Thats nothing new to the cat
So what is this? y33 k) anaa hemaa y33ba?
3dan ne car a 3nti s33
Wo b3 hw3
Uh huh
You already fucking know
It's about that time
You ready
Mercy's for the weak nigga
A k's in my jeep nigga
Blacked out when I creep nigga
New
worries baby girl I can dug it
The information I can shove it down your throat by the caseload
A mental note
Them ain't no bad words to try'n provoke
down by the ounce
I'm ready to boogie
I'm taking heads off call me K with the hoodie
At the top where I should be
In a room full of vets but don't think
boom, boom, that's for Joshy nigga, lay 'em down (down)
Bitch you see me gettin' fresh like I'm Mac P (like I'm Mac P)
Probably smokin' on some good
Suave House, No Limit soldiers (x8)
Real playaz,
wit nothin but this uncut,
(Master P)
Down south fake hataz get tossed up.
(Eightball)
Ain't No
This one's for the mandem, let me tell you about CRBs
For the guy screamin' she's the one, best take that one and times it by three
Some go nuts over
the P-O-P-S finna roll ya
see-K all day young motherfuckin' soldier
It's the why-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, fuck Crabs
I break you down without a sound now
won't miss
Boom
Imma keep me a k, fuck a kiss
Fuck a kiss
Imma shoot by myself no assist
Ay
My choppa gone hit, it won't miss
Won't miss
My choppa gone
in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit
SAY) If you're comfortable across town
Stay across town, Brownsville put it down
[Chorus: Billy Danze]
It's the M dot O dot P dot (P!!!)
Stop,
end my little war with the Rico
Bitches lookin' at me, Keisha look at all this change
It's the heart of war tour bus full of K's
Master P money I could
the see in chrome
I'm the hurricane that knock down your motherfucking home
I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in drug dealer
I'm the G in gangsta
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