Lyrics:
fuck with me so I just know it was Satan
Mr. Fun and Games this music shit my playground (Play play)
Everyday I do the lawn care and cut the snakes out
fakin' that we did is sell a nigga's hit
I can't cuff on that bitch if she ain't gettin' scripts
Them niggas always talkin' shit, but I never sold dis
Uh,
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
Call me Mr. Hollywood
On the Goodship, Lollipop
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Good Fellow, he-llo? Is anybody there?
I'm not
ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA! Mr. Ripper did the shooting
Cops heard the shots, shit's hot 'cause
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
shot at the kid but they ain't hit not arteries, I'm glad they ain't stretch me
Extendo hold nineteen but I got one in the top so technically, Twenty
Lil
hustle for the paper
I ain't with that fakin', we ballin' like the Lakers
Talkin' bullshit, alright, do me a favor
West coast greatest in the motherfuckin'
as calculated, I can even predict your angle
Fabricatin' stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale
A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
fakin it
Roll it up and I smoke my pain away
Take a puff and I start to fade away
Imma make it out yea I'm a break away
Even when I'm tired I gotta stay
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
get no tighter
I told Lil D, these niggas
Rush, you catch a hat, then keep it quiet
Moped Loc' will leave his head
Right by the tire
I'm with that drop
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
lil nasty thang
He go by Nate
He swim with the bass of his face
I'm wetter than rivers
He liking the feeling
I ask him for feedback
He say it taste
Ayy, ayy
Bitch, grr
Let's tell the truth, ain't no fakin' niggas really envy me
I'm in the streets like MVP
If it play, we takin' spleen, 4-way ye,
bitch, spin it over, lil' bitch, make it touch and show
I said your man was real tough, he got killed by a hoe
Pulled up on fake and almost got killed
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
got to do, or who I got to kill
Shit is real, baby, there ain't no appeal
If I'm fucked up, imagine how Mrs. Wallace feels
Sometimes I sit and think
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
Wizard of Oz
Uni, uni, unicorn
(Atl Jacob)
Unicorn
Yeah
Gave the Philippe to that lil' bitty bitch
And I made her a monster (made her
Originoo Gunn Clap you
And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under pressure
Heltah Skeltah stalkin' smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher
Ready to get
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
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