Lyrics:
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
and stand by
Cause I got my hands tied
Turning calabasas sound into a franchise
Way to much capital to do business on land lines
When it’s under 50 in
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
the backrooms
You made for the slow lane bitch ima zoom
Street race line up exhaust go vroom
Nitro on us press a button and boost
Hellcats by the dozens we gotta
a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,
nobody gon' buy you like
That P-Miller clothing line
Or an album from No Limit
This is no gimmick
When I spit it's so prolific
I ain't worried about these
words, lines and rhymes
He’s Sun Light, whoops, I meant Moon Shine
He will ruin any beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Listen to his words, lines
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
statement's wit
& I'm concentrating on making hits
& I'm fittin' em line by line
Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme
I'm dreamin'
understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution
It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home
of the rings
Add that shit up that 2 lines by a 3
But I bet i be loaded like glocks on a sting
Only pour red i do not do the green
Only want bread i do
and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen
this album in a frame
Watch me spit, this finna be flames
Saved by the bell, you know this one gon' be swell
Every story that I tell, spitting rhymes
the plastic motif, Rip & Tip, another track with .gif, takes the crown as the most upbeat track on the album. It was inspired by a random news article I read
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
mind
With the grind at a time
So intense every line
Vibes all live
Relapsing with time
With the track make design
Drop science on the dime
Reset rewind,
dozen
Of tracks on this album, you get hit by a bludgeon
Of raps and rhymes, just listen to the fussin
A wojack bojack, kickin rhymes to novac
Battlin me
so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher?
I know you think that you've got it all
And by making other people feel
line, don't get outta line, don't get outta line
Call it hustlenomics, hustle by any means
I got a lot of hustle, a whole lot of schemes
Theres not
time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
Cause I gotta pack them shows
And Dre told me ain't no coming back from gold
So I gotta get my album
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
bout?
i been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
i was workin on the album i was listenin now
then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
Yea is it
My favorite 2Pac album is
The Don Killuminati it
Was recorded after he was shot and spent
Time in prison it was like a doctor
Told him he was going
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