Lyrics:
and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' playa for my people
Follow a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real
I'ma have me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma'
alarms and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' playa for my people
Follow a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real
I'ma have me a big nice Caddy
to the mainstream
On the billboards
The rich life is what they kill for
Tear the game up with a real sword
Currently unknown but I aiming for the big four
Yea we
know the deal she go with the flow
Chilling in Uka with Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for
heh
Then tell all the kids to try it
Man, what's it's gon' take to make it?
For them to say that I'm one of the greatest?
Do I gotta go sell my soul
crazy, it keeps me lazy
Dedicated to real syrup sippers
Boys wit big white cups
Man they boin' for man or 10 years plus
achievements , this life shit feel like
We playing games, leveling up
Bumpin' candy rain you know we soul for real
And shit you know im tryna kick it with these
just bought a New Edition, you can't stand the rain
Y'all say this soft nigga hard and that, I can't explain
Y'all think he's soul for real, I see
on, so can you stand the rain?
Showers of bars come from my soul for real, no Candy Rain
Stay in ya lane I stay in my bag like groceries
She’s wetter
Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service announcement from
close, ride it real slow, call me by my pet name, take me down the road, let me go down, sweet honeysuckle and primrose, stretch marks adding definition
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
a taste of the spill
You leeches tryna go for a steal
But all you Draculas can bite my on my dust
You're never gonna sink your teeth on my meal
Moral
sittin' bigger than yours
I got, big guns, real big guns
Spit like a Dominican I kall dat shhh big pun
And any n*gga that's a enemy to crack is a enemy
Dark clouds all around, lightning, rain pouring down
Waiting for the bright light to break through
Face down on the ground
Pick us up at the lost
And the whole town repent, for a basket from a fruit
Rappin' in boots, but ya'll handcuffs
Working for this system, they got you by crutch
And go in your
on me lord
But here I are
Healed those scars
No fear keep going
Keep growing & leveling
Mix da candy and medicine
To give people like me real motivation
Can get it off by tomorrow
It's wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction
Of sucking glass dicks
Vivid images go against
all alone
(Lone)
Starving talking to my
Soul (soul)
Hard times come & go
(Go)
When it's gone you gon
Tell (tell)
The real from the fake
(Fake)
Some will
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
motherfuckin' souls from these wars,
The streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto.
[Chorus: x7]
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born
right for you, oh baby
Uuuuh uuuuh you can leave in the morning we fucking tonight
Uuuuh uuuuh I know that you horny I can tell by your eyes
You wanna
to the laws
We gon hang that snitch
Straight bang that bitch
Cause we trying to get rich
Ain't no time for no haters
Being all in our mix
We gon hang that
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