Lyrics:
ain't giving up a motherfucking thing
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walk-bys
And you don't want
sick, my face might turn green
How can you ever be the best
In the scene when you're
Still tryna make a better tune
Than Fuckin' Widda Team
You don't
P and I (Watch out)
Ya can't fuck with me, I leave ya screamin'
Ya want sex, ya must be wet dreamin'
Sonya C can duck bitches like a symphony
Now ya
B Ldouble o d
Blood brothers
You rumble him you rumble me
Since the day he was born
I been my brothers keeper
I'm his shadow in the night like
a she don't want no f*** n****
She don't want a she don't want no f*** n****
She don't want a she don't want no f*** n****
Baby you a bad b**** a n****
on the scene
Rolling wit a slight limp hustling like i'll always be
Introduced to making beats influenced by the street
In the car in the club wherever you can
Caution! Caution! Don't lose control!
(Don't lose control)
Danger! Danger! On the dancefloor!
(On the dancefloor)
This party's gonna be a monster!
cre you
should be my oh
My love, my life my blood
Let’s kiss on the dancefloor
I did something bad but you don’t have to know
He doesn’t have a face and a name
on my prey
So pray I ain't hunting on your ass today like be afraid
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
headlights were square like the Jakes
Race on a date race and sedate
I know you lie you just don't lie to my face
I can be great
What's that? 149
Oh, it's
[P Diddy]
Yeah yeah, uh, everybody report to the dancefloor
(report to the dancefloor)
as we proceeeed
(come on uh) to give you watcha neeeed
(come
on beef and live real drama
Don't let the coupes twist you, we lettin' o's off
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
(P and Game
duck, nigga, don't test
And you better check in when you hit the West
They want my blood, they want my blood
They want my blood, they want my blood
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Do what we supposed to do
Til the morning come
And cock a doodle doo
I want you to know
How much you're turning me on
I want you to know
You don't know
broad day
Like he fit the description
Pure disrespect, while you rappin'
I don't really be listenin'
Ya bitch want somethin' dark in her
I swear that
on stage got tossed off (bounce)
Need to get crossed off the guest list (uh)
It's like you gotta be disrespected and thrown out the exit
To get
Better make peace with your enemies sooner or later
Cuz there ain't no place for hatin' when you is a playa
So don't be a hater
Didn't u listen to Pac
Alex Jones
Murderous tendencies move in silence like I'm a drone
I want the head of the real you I don't want to kill a clone
Springsteen bad to the bone
BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want to parlay wit you
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
And dance like they do in the Mediterranean
Spin you around me again and again, and
You're like something that God has sent me
I want you, baby, solamente
can be wrong
I can be
Whatever I wanna be
She's a bad bitch don't try to resist
Keep up the energy to find a remedy
Take her to the dancefloor where you
You ain't what I want
In the club but mi na speak the lingo
Chilling with fam and amigos
And we're only here for one reason
Hit the dancefloor til wi
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