Lyrics:
life
If you ask me, "What's good?", I tell you, "I see the light!"
Fuck with shawty so bad, we have an afternoon delight
Yea we live in the mix, better
for menacing thoughts
Yo What's he practicing?
My medicine approved by the prophets den
Mix it up and watch the eyelids spin
Don't ever flick it cuz
of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
Shammo, hook up the Def mix
of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
Shammo, hook up the Def mix
Strum you like you are
A mahogany guitar
We mix the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love
Firearms, and Freedom of Speech Committee.
Thank you dope fiends for your support. Ha ha.
(Beat starts)
see Murder
Let me give a shot out
over the world just by staying true
You can bang to the boogie and hang out all late
But get some money 2 fold cause the game don't wait
[Chorus:
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
raw
nigga mix cuts he a scientist
He a pharmacist he a alchemist
Watch em flip and stack it a rack it quick
Anything for a bag they gon crack ya wig
I got his
the light I can show you the way"
After that the flame seized and the bush wasn't burnt
Still shook by what I saw
What was miraculously done
Then the ground
Ha
Jay go get it, yeah
Aye man Chronic Cloud made the beat
BabyBoy Jay on the beat, huh
Balmainn on em
Bitch I'm ballin' on em
In the stu that
Take 2 down when we link for love
Mix it all just to feel your love
Wrapped around your words and touch
When you're not here I gotta remedy us
Wrong
the same to you
Then can you hold this beat while I smoke this thang
I suppose you can call me Voldemort
'Cuz my names the crux of this whole damn thing
my Crew is 2 Live
I ascend like Christ and watch you die
Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!)
Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!)
DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop
dangerous when you took it
Whattup it's the big boss Dogg
Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.
And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd)
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Mic check, one-two
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Who would've knew?
(I
boy been talking trash I’ll spin again in your street youon know me
Gat two yungins sticked up with me swear to gahd they’ll do you dirty
The whole
to produce like him
Mix and master beats like him
Master my craft like peak Rakim
Fuck it up soon as the beat flows in
Don't give a fuck like young Eminem
niggas on the spot
Chorus
Verse 2: Master P
How do hatin get started?
It started by the jealous people
and they get mad over the things you
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my
roll up the Compton blocks
Ta scoop up Ren I heard shots
1, 2, 3, Then I seen a nigga
Hopin' da fence and it was Ren on the mothafuckin' trigga
He got in
the prodigy
A rising star
I'ma make my mark In 2K23
By then It'll be 2K for a feat
Nowadays girls get 2K for their feet
I want 2 4K carrots on my wrist
But I'm
terbaik
Can you feel it?
Musik ini sedikit menggigit
Are you ready to dance dance to the beat
One, Two, Three, Four
Everbody dance to the beat right now
for some dick (Don't lie)[00:36.19]Bro's got two sticks, like a pack of Twix (Pack of Twix)[00:39.07]Fill 'em up with sweets, like a Pick n Mix (Fill it
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