Lyrics:
punching your hand
No 360 deals I'm not nathanial goddamn
Not trynna be saved by a fucking hashtag
This beat hard but don't abuse it
Let's get stupid
not see it
But they wind up sellin' they own ass
One album, two album, they gone they don't last
So hold on a minute now, don't be so fast
Knowledge
instead of puttin' 'em on
I'm always put to the test, real ones finishing strong
Fresh up out the gutter, nigga, yeah
And I can never be them other
broke dawg I hate that shit
See, I've been plotting on this bank plus I got the plug to get me inside
But I can't do this shit alone so is you ready
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
anymore
I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more
You gonna see red everywhere
Like a steak when it's raw
Fuck around and call me M.A
and wait with bated breath for what I write
Win without and within, each album will be white
Pop plenty champagne in my own private plane
Only lines, no
at that
I'm at a black tie affair with
A diva with the fatty fat
I play the back, steady on the humble
But be right up front when
We get ready to rumble
I
a penthouse, forget all my problems
The things I regret now, be gone by the mornin'
My life is startin', I'm ready as I ever been
Pencilin' my schedule that I
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don't
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
on the white walls, do a design in the droplets
Psycho what you might call, but my mind is spotless
Do you like Phil Collins, have you ever heard this album
shoulder
Cuz it’s not safe
Burning hot plate
On ice
Praying that he doesn’t get stopped
On the block by the cops
They be coming for his life
Look
12:45
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
of my mind trying to shine like the sun in the sky
It's just because I want attention when I'm sliding by
Medium heavy guess I'm ready to rotate like
you say G.O.O.D. Music?
Can you say G.O.O.D. Music?
And we do's this.
Uhn. Get ready for the next dynasty nigga!
Finally Famous the album comin' soon
to life than sayin' I figured it out?
Is there more? Yeah
Sweeter the berry, the blacker the juice
The boy is back in the booth, ready to tap into
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
Ay listen lil hoe
You watchin a mf pro
He go by the name zo
He been ready to blow
But that nigga took it slow
Now he hot he on go
Cant put out
we'r about to drop
Hope u ready for change
Started with thr president now it's me
I'll be all around the globe
And I'll prove that by the album's sold
saw it
(Woo)
This is a culture so make you sure you want it
Lotta hate after the fame so be ready for it
Too many snakes inside my grass - I already
Rapping on these beats is getting hard steady
An albums coming and I know no one's ready
Here we go
The story finally comes into play
The heats coming
Havoc
Fuck it I'll be ready by February
As long as I'm first not secondary
I think it'll hurt if I'm second dadddy
Don't wanna be more than her second
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