Lyrics:
cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
One by one
in L town, bitch this my city
And if a nigga got a problem, tell him come kill me
But when a nigga black out, I don't see demons
I just see a gunshots,
fucks?
Plane to dubai im at the airport 6 am
Go to the river and beat my wife
Drink a beer and i make her revive
Catch a fish with my rod, suckers 30
in the sky like 30' inch tires
I know they can tell by the way that we slide we onna' rise
You haters look goofy while we makin' movies boy we onna'
[Esham]
Can I dig ya on the D-L?
Pure satisfaction
Tricks be -Real
Time for some action
I'm one of them niggaz that don't smile
But fuck that pussy
and
Ease up these emotions
Sound check's at 2:30
Room Service
Still honored that folks who write these reviews feeling me
Verses I hear are exercises in
cheap[01:02.99]Call up it got 30 just me 20 free Fresh glass re-cook it it be there by three[01:08.98]Kick shit my ass all it works for me This shit do the dash I'm
the president
This is the future bitch, I'm not even in the now
To be like dem doesn't make'em go mouth droppin' down
2050 The year dropping 30th album
20 Citys
not a rabbit
Gotta a lot of tricks
Up in my hat
Might be a rabbit
I am a musician
No magician
Still got magic
All my music
Hard it's staying up it's
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
my niggas smoke L's but we ain't taking no losses uh yea
By the pair i got pair of each loads
Got that mua fucking drip like a toad
We dont fwy Know
Can I dig ya on the D-L
Pure satisfaction
Tricks be real
Time for some action
I'm one of those niggas that don't smile
But fuck that pussy like it's
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays
'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
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
trapped by the cheap wages
A free nation watch it burn like a cremation
The greed changes everybody I know
Too tired to be living out this 9 to 5
Too sad
know I don't play
Yo, 21
(21)
take it away
All of my money blue, wow
Let me tell you something you already know now, (21)
B4L, I'm steppin'
Gold grill
nobody move, don't nobody move
I spell 666 star six nine click
Give his telephone a Viking funeral
Bye bitch
Treble hook two birds, cheap thrills
Free
best friend
Surrounded by some solid okes
Hai nina enihleka all the jokes
I like the girl and she ain't have to boast
Then I wifed her after teaching her
may be blinded by the scripts
Pass the L, the lass tells us an absurd tale
All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap
beats
DJ papi love...
The album comin' out August 30 one cent a day
Yo pay attention, one fu...
album leaks
And it's worse than ever, yet everyone still acts
Like his verse is clever; it stinks, he just strings
A lot of words together that these
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the pain in California
Cheap tricks, sweet chicks
Creeping up on ya
And now don't you say I didn't warn you
Cali-for-ni-a
Won't you come my way
30° In the east chillin wind breeze
Knees freeze car batteries in these streets
Get your cleats please heath these poetic dreams
At ease the steeze
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