Lyrics:
Livin in this new world
Lookin through some wide eyes
My life
Spectacular
Never let it fly by
Might try
An elixir of faith
Don’t mix up my name
It's just been a long time
It's just like f*** dude
I just wanna make some s*** that you can vibe to
Nothing to crazy
Like
Yeah
Passing Alameda
My
like a pestilent kid
We could cop some stones and put them back where they did
The dudes in the room with the head of the thing
So I copped that, chopped
my cup, I like it filled, yeah
They do it solo, need a pill
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
years strong with the catalogue
Don't mix me up wid dudes that can't rap at all (Please don't)
This rap game about skills like basketball
That's why
we do We're on a mission,
To beef with anyone who fucks with our ambition
So check it and give a listen and let me explain
Yo E-rock bring back that
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know
Juicy that nigga
I keep me two hoes
like that nigga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know, Juicy that n*gga
I keep me two hoes like that n*gga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
carnets de texte
Feel like I'm on daily tests
Fuck it j'suis pris d'vitesse
How can I build a carrer and drop some bombs
And stay of myself
I wish I could
care what we do, as long as it's new to us
In the mood for something dangerous
I used to play it by the book
Never get out of line, but now it's
hop, I drip-drop
I flip-flop with them white tube socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn this
That’s what the chronic smell like
When them chemicals mix
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
I'll send you shots from the baby zoo
Old game like Grady fool
Propane flow flame you dudes
No name's don't claim ya shoes
Once again its on nigga,
ya'll niggaz, you +Can't Knock It+
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J.
Like
A yo, bring the funk dude. Man, we make it do what it do
Son, I ain't trying to be rude. Bra, I just wanna be cool
We always keepin it true. Yo fam,
proof
It's the return of the tramp
Who do a duet jam when Ernest goes to camp
For the right earn, na'mean? Like Vern
We need some more oil for
proof
It's the return of the tramp
Who do a duet jam when Ernest goes to camp
For the right earn, na'mean? Like Vern
We need some more oil for
and
I'm still on the grind
When you ain't in my clique
It's hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!
I don't dream now that I'm
would act nice
And the dudes who picked was mad tight
And them knowing my name when I passed by
Just to walk a day in your J's
I always wondered is it
skippin' like a ketchup buzz On this West Coast beat
I know you hear me in the street Kinda sound like Snoop D-O-double G
But it's S-K-I-P-P-A-J
hear it
Grit my teeth when I write my lyrics
You jump, I attack like a animal
No pity, no show at your funeral
Punk, your rap's illiterate
want
can't be stopped when it hop like this family, uhh!
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)
They say hola' hovito
That's what they sayin' when I roll up with my
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