Lyrics:
gang
Or run some shit over
Blrrrd, yeah
Ayy
Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit
My nigga went flodgin', he don't think that I
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
behind
'Cause I tell my testimonies, Testaverde (sixteen) times
Uh, he was done without a dime
Youngest in the family, so come from out of crime
Came
on a virgin
Open her up like a surgeon
She wantin go hop on my earnins
Tell that lil hoe she gotta earn it
My pockets feeling kinda heavy
Got Bengamins by
Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags
I'm Mr. Stack in my jeans NIKE, No Alexander and McQueen
I'm Mr. I match the fit with the beam Victoria, Ari, Celine
Out in LA, I met up with Sulena
hit him in his head
If I catch this lil' nigga, then I'm duckin' from the feds
I ain't beefin' bout no bitch, man, that shit really dead
Walk up on me
like slope
She like my style she like my tones of clothes
I'm into fashion these lil boys some clones
Put him on a stake he crossed, fuck the pope
Man I
[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack
fui yo
Qué bolá', acere, ¿tú 'tá loco?
El flow que yo tengo ninguno lo superan
Dime cómo yo lo sé, me lo dijo Teachan
Tú los ve' de guapo en los
No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will
No he can't
Yes she can't
But I will
Que made the beat by the way
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
But I will
Suburban
you
Lick, lick, bite, bite, nibble, nibble, tease you
Dime mami, ay que rico
Ay, ay, ay chico
I wanna see you see L I M A X, climax, yes
I get off
Mmm baby
No sé como paso pero me ilusioné
Mmm baby
Entenderte es algo que no logré
Dime porqué
Si yo te escribo tu no respondes
Dime si ayer
Fue
sent to attack, so I'm following the map
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Step by step
pigeons
I fuck that bitch
Top of the coupe
And my lil coupe
It got no roof
Smokin on gas
Yea this that boof
Smokin on gas
Yea this that boof
Had to switch
on the target, and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Ziegfeld, here I am!
I'm the greatest star
I am by far
But no one knows it
That's why I
on the target, and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Ziegfeld, here I am!
I'm the greatest star
I am by far
But no one knows it
That's why I
I put in time for this you don't work hard like me then you don't shine like this
And you know nigga I got me a dime lil bitch I see you old hoes
dimes
My ten pieces? about nine
Thats how many I have
No you cannot have mine
She is really fine but she is much too kind
I don't trust her type she'll
Lullil that's that's the bro that's my twin
Can't forget about no that's lil' bro that's my kin
Just demolished this beat I swear I'm a champ
If I give it
Yo miro tu foto (-to)
Para no olvidar esos momentos entre tú y yo (tú y yo)
Bebé, dime ¿qué nos pasó? (Pequeño juan, bebé), ah
1-2-3, ¿dónde
falling right in line
I never d-doubted myself, d-doubted myself
If I really want it, I can get it watch how I flex, watch how I flex
Ain’t no way around
(facts)
I done seen dope turn a nigga who had hope
To a nigga with no hope, hung himself by a rope (straight up)
No joke 'cause he didn't know the ropes
1 2 1 2 3 4
Yeah
I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was
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