Lyrics:
don’t care for what they stare cause you have find something of your kind and get back yourself remind that you had survived all the f*ckin time alone
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue
Don't hold my breath
I'm throwing up my hood to the day that I die
Hit from the back make the floor shake
Hit from the back make the floor shake
Giver her what she wants, then we go on dates
Gettin' money now, get
Where the Flav? WTF payback music
Who the hell they be tellin' you?
What the F they be sellin' you?
Why the hell do you believe when
You go where you
paths and
I saw your headlights as I looked back
And I'm mad I didn't get the chance to
Thank you for being my mom and my dad
So, mom, please accept
I'm bout to give you some rules
How not to f*** up the game
I'm bout to give you some rules
Not to go f*** up the game
Rule number 2
Never turn back
flicking
Get money, f*** b****es
Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know 'bout it
So 'bout it, like Master P,
f*** you in your best outfit girl put in on, yeah
David Copperfield, Baby girl I can get it gone, Nair
You the picture, I'mma put you on the wall
I'm
truth
Vigilante act
Get my get back
Lips smack
Love the taste of that
If you dance before you eat
Then I know you fat
Vengeance taste sweet
I'm getting
like you Ludacris
I'm pulling up on the block like who to get
I got the junky's that come for a white out
I'm tryna fuck different bitches on nights out
of f****** with these hoes, like, "Oh"
I'm working for to get us back, just best believe that's f****** facts
Look, f*** the sex girl, I'm attached, I'm
back
But by hook or by crook I will
Hey! Hey!
Be my toy
Come on have a bet
We live on blood
We are Sparta F.C.
Hey! Hey!
We have to pay for
a drum roll 'fore I go on
Better back away from the front row, get launched
Show you I'm bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f- Jumbotron
I'm
the mission
It's time to get back up in the kitchen
N****s been laying low for a minute
Flame this sh*t up man we back in business
Screaming fuck n****s
blow, watch out for the landmine
I'm awake and up to get a bag
I won't stay, you're never seeing that
When I'm gone, there ain't no coming back
F
right until you right
Don't you F with 'em bitches, Don't you F, Don't you
Do you fuck with 'em bitches
Get right oh, My nigga, (Just), Get right, Get it
(Pop a Dom boo, what, see'mon)
[Petey Pablo]
It's the dippy dippy don now you heard that
Let's take you back, where the original Tim the bird
even Shaq
In his prime with 32 written on his back
I'm coming for everything better hurry and run
Things might get a little scary like the movie "31"
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
receipts
But I'm making checks on it daily, F U, pay me
Get that income stream
Industry can be ruthless but I keep my balance like symmetry
Puttin'
You Dey come back today
Na me fit handle your craze
When she get vibe
I get times two
And she like am when I knack am two by two
My two by two
When she
straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, f*** all of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, a** licked
Leave your number by the phone,
to many people out here done f*cked it up
Screamin' what is love?
What's love when you surrounded by all hate
And what's real when you surrounded by all
and the fame
But i never let that sh*t get to my brain
Never hated i just stack and starved i stayed dedicated
I was f**ked up then found a lane then i elevated
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