Lyrics:
F R 3 before the E
Boy I'm back at it again
Aye I'm free n fly forever
All I do is play to win
Look I'm fully motivated
A lot of rappers full of shit
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
yo aim
Just know you'll have a 3rd degree
Put some respect on my name
I'm the newest vip
Put some respect on my name
I am the king of the game
No one
Oh finally, finally (here we are)
And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain't far)
Even though if it was, you could make it to the start
done been slam dunked on ya
You did a lot better on the corner
Cause I can tell by your game, you ain't a baller uh
I done be shot the three
no tip
No 3.5 I smoke by the zip
Pull up on a opp make em' valet the whip
Kill em with style get em' murked in my drip
Pull up on a opp make em' valet
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
[Lil Ya]
MAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!! We need to run that....U.P.T. FOR LIFE!!!!!!!
[Yella]
Damn nigga!
[Chorus-Yella, Lil Ya, & Tec-9]
Get Into It
with cheese
Circuit tapes with CD's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he
selling P's he stacked up 8 bands
Kds for da 15 & hit da block and watch it break dance
One foot ina game but dis rapping shit my Escape plane
Stevie
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
Spin that record, babe
Da da doo doot-n, just dance gonna be okay
Da da da dance, dance, dance
Just j-j-just dance
Spear skirt, hat
-Love Game- sit,
And prolly with the same ones
I come in this game with, Im Mobbin' with
All my niggas thorough from DC, to Cali shit
V-A to P-A, to G-A to D-E, to D-A
Want
I made a choice
I'm rolling with Royce
Everything is everything but I need a better ring
I'm married to the game so I got both of us wedding rings
Rev that beamer
Know what's cheaper
Fiesta 1.0 that's litre
But got turbo
Now in chokehold
With spare p's I'll buy a fur coat
For next video that I'm
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think
Yeah
I don't give a f*** about ya n****, baby
That n**** weak
Aye baby, you baby
That's some good p**** we can make a new baby
F*** you in
[Verse 2]
I'm Gangsta
Ya'll just wannabe's
Federal Agents on their P's
30 grand 28 on the keys
Gotta good lawyer I'm gonna squeeze
Thuggin' jeans
on a cop
Got half the p's runnin while the other half watch
And when it's hot stash the work in your sock or get knocked
This is a dirty game, so play it
him in his head, chop his body into three
Naa man can let him live, for a small amount p
I see how you gettin' bread, I need somethin' for me
Line it
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
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