Lyrics:
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
No more penny pinching
She ride on the dick like she powered by engine
I take you to school boy put you in detention
I can take you schoolboy start you
It go Q-Tip, J Dilla and some Makaveli
Mama put me on to music
Her collection had so many
Rappers that I learned to love
I'm feeling older only
switch to rage
Diagnosed with Mishima Bloodline
Call it a good time
Toxic temptation
Just a more complex adaptation of
Q Tip
A cruise ship
Could lose grip
but really it's a gift though
All these people try to tell you how to live it by the minute
Told 'em,""Thank you for the info."" (Thanks bro)
I heard
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
Tip It Back Nothing Else In The World Makes You Feel Like That Wherever You're Standing Whatever Your Point Of View There's Something About A Song You
to get up in the game though, let’s go
I all in man you know that I’m all in, uh
Not only in the game but you know that I’m balling, know that I’m balling
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop vessel,
y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want
gon' ride Boat all night
Long just like a Chevy
I fuck my bitches by the sixes
No goin' steady
She wanna borrow money, I'm like no
I just thought that I
me, but there be money on you
Though I'm hoping we be crossing paths by then
Your fam in time, will see who's more of a man
I'd give up rhymin to put
the heat toted
And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded
Straight quoted in nine-trey, by the dime
Now we connected
He said, "Mack, when you westsidin`
(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS sample
Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill
what the fuck, It ain’t locked in
What’s poppin’
Goin all in
Climbing up, but find myself feel like I’m fallin’
Just to get you by my side, I’m tryin
She up off that molly and coke
I give this big tip in her throat
Shawty up off that X fasho
If I dip then you know she gon blow my phone
She gon throat
just grab 'I'm in the biscuits!
And doowutchyalike.
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown,
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down,
just grab 'I'm in the biscuits!
And doowutchyalike.
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown,
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down,
"All you see is" and then you know
Big, big, you know some block silver letters
That said "crime in the city' right?"
"It just took up the whole car?"
you to eat it all
But you ionn gotta bite that dick
Let's play just the tip
You know I like that shit
She say boy you know that's my dick
Then come here
on niggas, no
Now beam me up, Scotty
You gon' find your mommy chopped up in a tub
With "Stop snitchin" written on a note by her body
I picked up your ho
I'm massive, and you're a small fry
You're all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I smolder blacks to make you SUFFER!!
Cause it gets no rougher, it
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