Lyrics:
cheap, gettin' designer out of clearance
A lot of niggas cap for the net, usin' that for insurance
Fuckin' that bitch, and she wet, yeah, she love my
I don't need a trophy just to know I succeeded[00:12.74]Bitch, all I hear is expectations exceeded[00:15.23]I don't know my limits; L'Hôpital's rule
thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
my niggas ready start hunting shit
If I don't got the glock then I'm punching shit
And I'm all by myself I'm not trusting shit
Popping 30s, yea cause
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
of you needing further reference
You may, purchase the Redman album, the first one
Listen to the song "How to Roll a Blunt"
But until then, you shall
stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts
York to L.A.
It is all good
Get my conflict on
Smokin' on hay
You cheap ass bustas gonna make me pull my things for you, baby
Always out to get
Sellin mixtapes to them albums from 30 to 50 thousand (wow)
It ain't no problem, I got it, my following got me (got me)
Long as I continue to spit poems
dawg
It's on me, but I move with my dawgs
I got dreams, but I ain't sleeping at all
My lady Adele, my album a 30, they doing me dirty, my thoughts are so
real
We got one trick Andy on the beat, give me another song
You know what I want? a 30 track album, I'll hold you to it
When Donald said, "what's
WALKING IN LA
Look ahead as we pass, try and focus on it
I won't be fooled by a cheap cinematic trick
It must have been just a cardboard cut out
i'll be
The first to admit that we're the 90's
Version of Cheap Trick or the Knack but the
Last to admit that it hasn't been rewarding
At this point I
(Juvenile)
Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
than Meech
I come home when my daughter 43
Trap house look like Christmas Eve
I stay with a dirty trick up my sleeve
Told him it was Perc 30's gave his
I was 15, hitting licks, robber
BMX tricks, how I ride for my brother
Feel like Kiev, how I gotta take cover
I don't pay cover, she see the bands so I
Ciddu!
Molo!
Hey!
In bunker di nuovo come i vecchi tempi
Dove tutto è iniziato
E se questo e l'ultimo passo dico...
Oh ma quando esce l'album?
Sì, sì
strong like we WWE
Got to work smart cause they'll
Trick you like a treat
Got to tax large cause you know I like it cheap
I got two for the four, I got
quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis
drink cuss and smoke and sock niggaz with cheap shots
The gunner wonder man, wonder woman husband
The stunner fuck with us y'all niggaz must be buzzin'
I
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
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