Lyrics:
but I'm feeling alright
Codeine in my sprite, so I sip all night
Smoke by the pound, so I'm high like kite
No love found, lost in time
Chasing after P's
for his scratch or his shoes
It's life in the county and the county gives plenty blues
One point for the black guys
They rolled him up, swelled
to steady stacking up the blues
Ones and twos
Had to check the p's and q's
I got quota for that money and it keep on comin' through
And I used to think I gave
a metronome is ticking quietly
The blue light sunder comes as the organ starts to play
The feeling in my throat will it ever fucking go away
Red curtain
Tap In, Tap In, Tap In, Tap In, Tap in
P i’m all about my Tangibles, P
I’m all about my Tangibles, P
I’m all about my Tangibles, P
I’m all about my
P's, I'm pushing P, and I pull up with the P's
Money green, lost some peas, veggies in the Cali
Triple Z's, when I squeeze, he be catching Z's
Catch
heart you
We see you, we heart you
Planet that is not a planet
So far away we cannot imagine
New horizons floating by
Sending back a sign
P L U T O we
je a bylo
Neví nic neví nic neví neví nic ne
Že by brácha málem dostal hypo
Z hodně skotský ale přesto tady další je
Blue Dream vyměň vodu takže
happened, I still had to wait
I didn't get paid til eighty-eight
I made nine albums in nine years
I'm a true blue West coast pioneer
Dr. Dre, Ice-T,
That's called a relapse
CS put on the map
P.S. God Bless
Bro filled up the gaps
By the way that was BS
Juss payed to finesse
Next
Pray to truss in
All this shit is hurting deep
I got pain in my heart, that's when I'm wishing to die
But I ain't living a lie
She a demon in blue, acting new,
skipping all the pit stops, blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... me? I just need the R.P.M.s
Under the hood, you can
nigga kick that freestyle about the punk police")
I give N.Y.P.D. Blues
I shot Magnum P.I. now I'm a Cops Current Affair on the ten o'clock news
Kidnapped
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
hahahaha
we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
you know what I'm saying
when you been hit by the bitch
you know it was ment
blue sky and a clear blue day
Fo' a G from D-P-G to wear clear blue and gray
I come, I came, I am, I ain't
The nigga you wants to fuck with, get
bitch with some cool eyes
I’d love to kiss a pretty bitch under a blue sky
I’m high as fuck
You’re down to fuck
So what it do
I’m finna rearrange your
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
rings, platinum piece and platinum car
And I'm bout to be, a platinum star
V.I.P. by the bar, is where you'll see me staying
With the Roley on my wrist,
livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Beast Huncho
Big P.G.E
Like look, the diamonds up like
I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my
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