Lyrics:
!%ches that like bosses -she ain't waiting at the door
-you say its up i kno it's up
- come here girl come drive da boat
-the baddest b!%ches in da club
-vip
high
Be like by bitty bye biddy biddy byebye
Put the blunt down, here's the rundown
Riding sundown slide us out the front
Ill get you high, won't
rifle
And popped every last one of them sons of bitches
Motivated like a mother by the riches, but no glitches
Got to the door, which is the right button
your haircut looks good
I really like the color
The length is nice
It'll be great for the summer
She thought I would notice
Wouldn't make that mistake
niggas wanna be like Mike
Better put a 23 on me
All these hoes with me go dyke
There go 23 times three
They just wanna be high as a kite
Why am I why am I not viewed as a human
Why cant I just live in peace
Why must I get harassed by the police
Why must I be on the ground
Why
It's so
ole pad
Cuz we crashing with my sister and its getting too cramped
It’s like 7 of us banging on the door to take baths
And I hate that shit to be frank
homicide
Used to move with the Rupers
Talk shit, we'll shoot ya
At your dice game, rob ya for your moolah
It's like that cash rules everything
Fiends strung
the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
nigga never be your replacement killer
When I got up in the goods kinda good to me
But I know that she don't put it down like you
Cut from the bottom
like us)
(To be the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
We must fight, for brother Mumia
We
mama, mama, that's all
And by the time I get to Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly in her restless sleep, call my name out low
And oh,
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
advocate style, don't let 'em see you comin'
Use the revolver when bustin' and sluggin'
That way no evidence
But fuck it, got money to be tried,
that AK-47 be spinning men
Obama was Black and I'm proud but fuck that my favorite President is Benjamin
Just like the Reverend I'll leave you holy
If
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
something
That you shouldn't suck clown (boy put that down)
I puts it down like a live round murder murder
Or like them vegetarians do to hamburger
I
babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows
babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
riding down E-L-V-I-S P-R-E-S-L-E-Y
Shades on my face, you can tell he high
Three white bitches, gettin head like a whale
Three black bitches with a tail
to see my moms
my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
See some niggas that ain't like
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