Lyrics:
bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope
live
My brother said it best, don't give a fuck about who your crew is
My nigga, we up next, to step on necks and handle our biz, let's go
Yeah, it's
Picture myself a old man a OG
Some niggas will conversate with lairs
All day time pass
(Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death threats given by
truck
You said the fans we had looked at
Us like we was gods or somethin'
Like what? Like how fuckin'
Sociopath are you bro
Like, nobody looks at us
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Two L's two L's two L's cuz I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm living life
I'm
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love
Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub
G-Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
loving my style (She love it)
I got a tooly with me with a silencer on it so it don't make a sound (Shhh)
Pew she loving the crew
I need a crib by the lake
love, I'm in this for money, lil' nigga, this not clout
And I go way too hard, yeah, I give em somethin' to talk bout
I give him somethin' to cry bout,
No "limit records" de la mano del gran Master P
Miami aporto su granito de arena
Willie D rapeaba y también estuvo en la trena
2 live crew con "As
frontin
I'ma have ta start somethin
Fuck the whole world
If they don't like
If I go to jail my old lady gonna ride me
'cause I'ma thug a a lil
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
die or somethin', everybody falls
We live by this shit
You got money, you fall, it gon' catch you
Want the whole team rich
Want the whole team
it's just
Ignore is bliss, therefore
We get overlooked
It's hard to shine, when you live by the book
Positions being occupied, by those that you
a shit, holla at ya boy man
Freddie Gibbs, 2 double-O-4 ya lil bitch
Ugh, muthafucka
me uptown top down
Show you the world, that?s why we speedin around (Go!)
[Verse 2] [Lumidee]
You gonna make me (somethin a rather leader)
It?s kinda
a sock for you Homey don't play
Clowning you kids I'll fuck up your day
I've been declared brain dead by paramedics
Insult your whole crew act like someone
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
there by the bridge
They say they smell marijuana up in the car
Old school, I should should buy baller walls
See my lil' homie and them fallin' off
I
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