Lyrics:
tongue
Got his ass runnin' like Tommy and Jerry
I'm really H-P and they talkin' Perry
Peace and prayers, I thought y'all done knew
'Cause this ain't
Somebody's gotta pay what more to say
Fucking with the sword die by the blade
In my biz don't get you paid
Like a few games just get you played
Throttle
Come on
Come on
[ VERSE 1 ]
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on
The I-see-e-T
O.G. M.C.
L.A.P
Army with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP, how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is
Harm me with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP, how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have why'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O
moments a Hustle
And everybody ain't gone love you
When it's harder to touch you
Ima G.A.N.G.S.T.A
C.R.I.P
Movin times 3
Out In D-wood
Where I'm livin all
of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
(Verse 3: Kaan)
Flashes, sirens,
appearing from thin air to 3d
Shooting impossibles till I hit 3p
Made it up top easly tapping 3 p's
Gotta make sure my whole fucking team eats
Losing at this
Nine p.m from the stu' me, my boys we was lit
Laughing in the street about some bitch that we was with (Huh)
Shawty super average talking 'bout how
[Chorus (2x):]
I done seen so many souls deceased
That's why I ride with a lot of killers with me
[Master P:]
The Last Don be my name I feel I'm
I'm putting it all on the table man
2-P-1:3
I'm all in
2-P-1:3
The whole team all in too
2-P-1:3
Game on! KB! Let's go
RIP to the old me (to
somebody (pump, pump)
When, then, send some Gin
And a pack of Zig-Zags, now let the games begin (pump, pump)
In nineteen-motherfucking-ninety-three
I'm
if she can do me, shawty, yes you may
See, the whole rap game soundin' like me
Who that on the drums? Man, it sound like P
Shawty say she horny,
bloom going harder
All I need is some P's or a G3 to get my life in order
Switching different countries
Switching different sounds, different money
Swear
Yeah (Uh huh)
Yeah yeah (Uh)
Destiny know you best believe
You know it's destiny it's my destiny it's
Life's a game
And times loaned
Have to fight
on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing but loot
They call me Jed Clampett
callin
Henacee and weed when they bury P
a quarter key, 6 G's, when they carry me
fall on my knees to no nigga
trapped in this hood, raised by
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
it bring the freaks in
I told her she ain't coming alone need at least 3 friends
I'm just a southside hustlah
Drip hard like gunna
I'ma hot nigga but
to the top (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Filled with the rocks, the dope game (crack, nigga)
We had P's for sale, but we was blowin' shade (I need everything)
The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade
[D.O.P.]
It's a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to
While you're in your car
at the crop of all the creme
Yeah we ball we ball wit game so legendary write so much you
Thought i was a secretary by the corner back i aint talking bout
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