Lyrics:
to the mid to the east coast
Verse One: Master P
I got heroin and cocaine
some call me the dope man a young nigga havin thangs
A thug like Tupac
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)
'Cause I'm a baller, thought I
is to learn and see
For true believers we must be
Yeah yeah
Come on
Go forward young Muslims, wherever you are
In the shadow of the sun or by
I was conceived in the late 90s
By a family who was just being formed
Tunnel vision
My vision is becoming deformed
Bloody eyes
I have no remorse
I'll
had a shawty, her body was banging
But she fucking played me for another guy, (bitch)
I will never ever conversate wit' a bitch
Nowadays
Everybody wanna
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
Sarajevo
But I make sure their albums make a peso
Dashie's getting slammed by snow
6 inches on the western portion, it'll blow
If I were a Monstercat artist,
to Shady
They do the same shit to Brady
More people hate me than love me
This game will make you go crazy
'Bout to go for B-R-O-K-E
I was the G,
a phase
But it’s terrifying
I swear the time is tearing by
I’m wary, I’m falling off of the pace
And I’ll never be quite as young
As I am at this very
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
There's a river that runs wild and free
You're the river, God inside of me
I am born again, I'm saved by love
O my soul
In Your presence, I'm
We straight
Extra, extra read all about it
The Legit Ballers came out with with an unbelievable album
Fuck a truce put the side on the news
Got
Radio speaker: (not on album version)
Welcome to the radio show: young, free and single!
We got a good show lined up for you, let's have our first
Yea we're far from being free
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be deceased
Niggas saying I'm underrated
Yea we're far from being free
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
,
Him go bless you so Tey dem go ask you why
And the bad belle people dem go pass you by
Cos baba God no go let you die oo ooh
He will let you fly
Over
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah, yeah
Well it's the uhh, uhh, abbrevia-ated letter
Associated with meta-metapho-phores and cheddar cheddar
The C.O
Taped Conversation
The streets wanna know
What young buck gon do
How how Young Buck gonna respond
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
Taped conversation, streets wanna know, what
Young buck gon do? How
How Young Buck gon respond? (laughin)
If you see me in the streets rollin
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