Lyrics:
world truly be?
No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting
No be-Boys, no be-Girls, No graffiti, No nothing
If Hip Hop was never born?
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
Ballin', ain't got no feddy, I hit em up
[Talking:]
That's how you spose' to hit a motherfucker up Lil Yo
You niggaz getting on tracks like this, you gotta
She's no Jezebel
My ?65 Mustang rides along
Every mile's another song
And what I don't remember
She never forgets
That little girl ain't let me
(uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your back until you think
(uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your back until you think
wrist, look like a package of piss
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day
They could put it on my wrist,
I stunt like this (Like this!)
I don't usually do this but I'm feeling this shit (This shit)
Pull up in the bens make yo girls neck twist (Ahhh)
Get
track
Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by
You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind
Grandpa had him a wanderin' eye
He must a passed it
kush gon' get burnt up
Shit, the next day I'm at LAX
Uncle Tre' pulled up in a Camaro SS
Black on black, sitting on 23s
Bumping Rich Boy like, "Bitch
gattu stay alive
Skrrh
Yeah
I gattu live I gattu stay alive (stay alive)
A lot on my head likka cd drive (likka cd drive)
Been thru hell on earth and yea
chose
Yoo, But she know dat
She's so hot you can't even hold dat
Her fire make ya burn on contact
Deep like dis track
Now a days she don't need be
was a fly from the way that I swat him
I'm talking a lot
I spot him he got
Ian lil boat but I'm riding the yacht
I feel like I'm goku I win just by plot
(KE on the Track) kodak, Kodak Black
Balling on these niggas
Don't act like you don't know, pussy
Me and Momo riding in a Chevy
(We sittin' high)
by Oracle, I feel like Steph
Baby girl adorable when she suck dick, I might just stretch
The run we on historical, y'all lil' boys, y'all just be
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
like your queen of the homeless dope scene
Daddys gonna take ya to the crest motel
Daddys gonna pay ya working girls dont tell
Daddys going home to his
me spinning all day, think I'm a cd
Boy you know who i be, I'm spitting cvs
Stopped by and I saw momma, first thing she said
You know your girl's home too
Ain't been in town ten minutes and the grapevine's
All about me and you
LA to down under
What up Muph, let's give it to 'em
It's 2004, yeah
It's time to make your choice, that's right
So I'm the king of this kingdom
Like
love how you like that
Be right back
You best believe I'll be right back
Girl I ain't leaving I'll be right back
Let me get right and get back on track
if i'm here, then fuck it, imma stay ahead of the curve
Couple CDs and 3 Gs in my fake gucci purse
Fightin' demons by myself like the D was for Durden
looking better and damn you looking good in it
Take a chance with a nigga in a choice ride
Listen to the CD's I play inside
Mos Def, Jay, Prince,
better and damn you looking good in it
Take a chance with a nigga in a choice ride
Listen to the CD's I play inside
Mos Def, Jay, Prince, and Stevie
Marvin
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