Lyrics:
every perspective
That's why I keep the gun at close connection for protection
And you see I left school behind and chose C-M-B
It was impossible
shit's a façade
None of this shit's a mirage
Thought I was seein' things when I was seein' green
6 G-O-D, CMB
Yes sir
from cmb
Roll with a clique about twenty deep
'Cause I made a mill', it don't mean
I ain't gonna keep it real with my peeps
All I have is thugs in my
it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
C-M-B make you drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot,
kissin' through the phone
Pussies cliquin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy
Nan' nigga seein' me, I'm Young Money CMB
I used to roll with CMG, the house
nigga Marty held us down, we was CMB
No Nino, no G money, just the G in me
So when you see the block click yeah you see the streets
They the NWA to my
should be dying
Niggas is yelling, "Cash Money 'til they kill me"
C-M-B, man, I know you gotta feel me
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go hard,
me
Juve and B.G. with me
Turk and Manny with me
The C-M-B with me
They lettin' loose
Nigga be bout cha issue get lost in gun smoke
Now I'm
I talk that cash money shit
YM plus CMB you can do the math for me bitch
Jail time a slap on the wrist
Cut your head off get it mailed out stamp
a lot of QPs from here and there on the road
But a nigga gotta move this, son, and I show you how to do this, son
That's that boy Weezy Wee, yeah, CMB
your ass in one gulp
I love to shit talk
You love to hear me talking shit on this
When Fresh dropping that nasty shit
That old uptown get down CMB
Cops get behind me, they want see the whip too
SQ professor CMB alumni
Everybody else fails except the young guy
Don't worry 'bout Weezy for real,
like CMB, thats word to the DMV
I'm straight from the basement, I made it like a villain
I'm hated Word to Jermaine, this shit just ain't been the same
know you gon' let me burn, I'm H-O-T
I know you gon' let me be me, that's B.G.
I know you gon' respect my clique, CMB
I know you don't want beef with
You can put that on my hood, Y-M, C-M-B
Livin' legend livin' good
Marble on the wood
Spendin' how you feel nigga nothin' when your good
The game
know
Yeah bitch, born rich neighborhood superstar
Junior, Young Mula, C-M-B, yeah baby, army guns
(shinin' in the dark, bitch)
Grindin' makin' money (CMB, yeah)
Grindin' makin' money
Back on my stunna shit
Fly with a extra clip
Fly in the new whip
Drizzy (yeah)
Make it so fresh (Y-M)
So fly, so priceless (C-M-B, bitch)
Just another day on the top floor of the balcony, bitch
Live it how we
the 80's
Bought fifty whips bought one for my lady
Bet your bottom dollar jewels ain't flaws
Cash Money ball to you fall
CMB nigga
et ramener la coupe à mon club (ouais)
B-I-Z-O-T, cité Chevaleret
CMB ou CMV, 2-2-5, ouais 7-5-0 ze-trei
Ça vend du crabe au foyer
Que du shit
Huh?
Yeah (yeah) yea - Yeah (yeah) yea
Yeah (yeah) yea - Yeah (yeah) yea
Yeah.. yo (yo) yo (yo)
Uh-huh (Who?)
CMB (Who?) Who else? (Who?)
green
UPT 13 and CMB
Is what I represent for life and I'm H-O-T nigga
(4 minutes left)
This bitch off the hook, nigga never sleep
This bitch full
motherfuckers how CMB play it
Middle of the ocean (blatt)
Just like that (shine, shine)
All dark fresh green water
Land that thing
With 'bout a hundred hoes
On the real, nigga fuckin' with a real bitch
I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters CMB
Competition, I don't see any
Take it to the head
Don't think
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