Lyrics:
in command
I tell it like it fucking is when I'm telling it
Like my Uncle does when he gets the latest developments
From the media and tells it to me
it's not enough
Start it from the top, cause it rocks yup
Holding up mc Chris return, watch him burn
Like a shot of jack
He the kinda nerd, make you
of the club with two things on me prolly
Back of the club, I got to stay Chris Farley
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
Back of the club
You can make a double album, won't have one hit
Your entire outfit is on some bullshit
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit
I admit, that my
on a
brand new album! Yes! Oooh, it's gonna be out later this year. And we may, or we may not, you never
know, have another four top ten singles, thanks to you
on the floor (Ayy)
Got me gone, ain't no coming back
Make your body go slam, ayy
Oh girl, make your body go, slam, ayy
(Oh, oh)
Girl, I love how you doing that
even though he speaks through me
I'm smarter cause of my daughter, and I'm not too dense
I'm 28 years old, it just now started making sense
And I've
Yeah it's me, Young Buck
Get your cameras ready
I've been good int he Hood
Different shoot outs, the same sh-t
Bin a while since ya heard a buck
Chris Rock
Hop inside the lamb while my rovers taking a pitstop
This pussy can't out rap me, my everythings in this Hip-Hop
Take a step back before
Everybody lookin At me like something done changed
I just been busy you know I gotta collect my change
And I’m just cruising in the whip w chris he
know you
King of this ting, yeah, they all know who
I had man on my side that were moving shaky
Not on my team anymore
Man wanna try take me for
(0:46 - 1:32)
Deadly da gang cuz I said so roll up a spliff dat shit fat as a egg roll
Shiver me timbers das reggo
Outcast in my class like Chris’s sis
body started shaking surrounded by brothers
Do me a favor tell my mom that I really really love her
Protect my sister for me and if anyone touch her
You
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Not a year or a decade
Got centuries planned
Know it's gon happen
Got faith in my talents
I love me a challenge
If not I'd be damned
I'm beating
by Chris
At the T at the end
He Beginnings and he ends
Pronounce like I do
Say it like me to
Christ is the king
The first and the last
These days I
yea yeaa
Got me a bag and ranned that bitch up
No I won't make that bitch fumble
Play your cards right like a Jack, please do not Jill or my niggas gone
I've been breaking bad
Cookin' children, cause they ruinin' good days
(SPANISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, INFACT IT WAS ENGLISH)
All because he made me
want to thank my man Baby Chris, you know what I mean?
Helped me put this Mr. Smith...Mr.Smith album together
Make it hot, know I'm sayin'?
Thank
strumming a guitar
Or with a band you're not even relevant
He doesn't shake my hand, he doesn't beg me for anything, so he gets nothing...
Thank you
I
a guitar or with a band
You're not even Relevant, He doesn't shake my hand
He doesn't beg me for anything, so he gets Nothing... Thank You
I thought I
stop, I shut 'me down everyday
Everyday anyway he, anyway he
If he grown or not, wrong or not
Niggaz better shake the spot and praise Allah
Don't let me
the fuck goin'
Bruh my nigga, we startin' a movement
(You damn right) now listen, I can't spit
(He ain't lyin', he is not him)
Aye, but these niggas though?
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
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