Lyrics:
up, she gon' top me down
Lil' fat but I moved lots of pounds
Big nick it came with lots of rounds
Said she done fucked with lots of clowns
Baby, I done
Tryna make a million of these
Stack it up and then holla
Bricks movin' by the volume
Gotta wait until the crops are done soon
Making a wave like a monsoon
blinded by the show
Hypnotized by the screen
And you're Living in a dream world
No - I don't give a fuck how ya feel
Imma tell you what the deal is so
When
murdering people to collect medals
Stop committing dirty acts for the high officials
You could wash your hands until you can't wash them any more
It is
dyin', will I make it past thirty years old?
I can't run; I guess I gots to hold it down till I'm done
What the fuck's the deal? I been doin' this here
dyin', will I make it past thirty years old?
I can't run; I guess I gots to hold it down till I'm done
What the fuck's the deal? I been doin' this here
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
still think it's tricky
Check the Declaration of Secession written by Mississippi
It says they identify with the institution of slavery
These are there
and true it hurts
If they real, then they real -- my niggas deserve it
And we don't deal with weak squares in this power circle
We don't deal with weak
Yo, Eskiboy
BBK, dun know
Listen
Yo, bigging up Teeza
Man done a remix
Then I came through with the bars on point
Cause I'm a realist
Can't
Smokin' marijuana in my sauna,
I done hate it with these attics and faggots,
They them rattic causin' static,
Bring me my A-U-T-O-matic,
Oh niggas
the hell
What's the deal
Can't be chill
Never will
Let it build
Riots startin' fires sparkin'
Time the hierarchy has fallen
Rise up and fulfill the callin'
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
bought by no price
No I ain’t the one but I know I’m still a number
Got it in you're phone for when you need to recover
I’ve been gone for to long
But I
I see the skyscrapers in the back, this shit is official
I got a lot on my mind, I got more in my face
If I ain't going to get it, that day is
make it official
We fit see Pastor
Though it seems I'm going faster but that na
So another man no go come dey sharper
Plus my life's another chapter
Girl
cause it's money on my mind now wont answer my Facetime now, fuck up perfect timing ooh I'm outta there I'm in some fast I'm outta there I need my hunchos
can never become
If I was gon' do it, it'd already be done
I was cleansed by the blood and the death of his son
Tryna give you the gospel, you should
that's me, you know I keep it official
Sitting down in class, I couldn't wait until dismissal
I don't slow down on the court, until the ref blows
(Infinite):
Looking like a bag
Smelling like a bag..
Sell it by the bag
You can tell it by the swag..
They ain't fucking with me
You can tell it how I brag
(Cam'Ron)
It's the remix, Killa, Dip Set
Harlem, mo say, chrome holla at me
(Verse)
Doggy I seldom stunt, but got some pell 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, tell
Nigga whats a role model shit by the book
A person looked to by others as an example, imitation took
Shit by the look, most coddled or hardened
Both
like God when we go up (God)
Me and my rich young niggas
Fuckin' that shit up
By thе time that we leavin'
Еverybody knows us
Real spill, real deal, real
like a pimple
Come to find out he stuck in a hole like a dimple
Trynna get you some money well nigga it's simple
You know I'm official
I done came a long
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