Lyrics:
never was, you see, that cheatin' kind
You feel all right, you never looked for me
So long, it's time, I've gotta get on by
Sad and free, sad and free
you man wanna listen or you wanna get shot?
Keira's brother told me I should put you in a box
Well then do it then, what?
Tell Kyron fuck him
call Ren
(Black guy) Who is it?
(White guy) The black nigga that they call Ren
(MC Ren) Ya fuck with me ya gotta fuck with a Mack 10
[MC Ren]
Now
(Hey) Throw those deuces up
And add a six on it
Call me Yung J O C I'm bout to spit on it (yeah)
I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her
playing
How tha fuck you do this to me
Yeah nigga Im hot like fries
You is a hoe got railed by 5 guys
I got a glock on like right by my side
You cannot be
a good time
So all you thrillbillies living in the hillies
Get loud, come on now, are you with me?
Four by fours, rev 'em on up
A brand new Ford
Spent too much days down at the bottom now no one can top me (no one can top me)
I done got dirty by some niggas now watch who get bodied (watch who get
of a magazine
There's no question why I'm smilin'
You buy a piece of paradise
You buy a piece of me
I'll get you everything you wanted
I'll get you
like I’m a marble head
Omega 3 for the kitty come get your vitamins
Ring ring
I’m making a cat call
I’m running to you cuz I won’t make that cat walk
Who do you run to when it gets real messy
I don't know about you, but I call my bestie
Do you have a friend that makes you feel free
Through the ups
Chickenheads get gassed, so they call me on my mobile
I'm great distance like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Yo I Fades Them All like my man
to target for free
Now I'm on, look at me
Started, started with them pesos
And palm trees
Now when niggas come through the wood niggas
Gotta know that that's
speaks]
Luda: Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these rappers' coffins I got the hammer in my jeans,
Call me Mr.Fixit, barrel hotter than
(3rdEye on the bells)
Yeah
Dear Santa, let me start by saying Merry Christmas
I want a real nigga, so I put 'em on my wish list
Free all my
Now I'm coming up no can't get close to me
An I'm rollin up no you can't smoke for free
Bitch I ball to hard
Won't catch me in the nosebleeds
N
costing
Imma drop it, get it back in morning
Shawty feeling on me when she horny
Look me in eyes when she call a nigga zaddy
Shawty tryna trap me naw I
catch a body, I'm gon' pay the bail and the lawyer
It's nothin' to me (for real, though)
I'm a rich nigga, I'm greedy as fuck
So I get what I want
because the streets don't love me
Said I'm On my own I gotta get that money
My heart got cold and so my nose got runny
Don't call my phone if you ain't
man talkin'
I'm the man with the grams, get your bags get your weight
Call me Bakerman, 'cause I can bake a cake Gucci
Drop top rarri, call it
No...
Time to wait, I
Gotta get to it right away
Money shit
Looking like I robbed the bank
I get away
Trapped to get by
But stuck if they catch you
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
choppas on me
Beans on the pope he got robbed by Ali
You say it's cap, I back out the snap
I'm checkin' the map, I'm bringin' my strap
Everyday dodging
cause I'm comin' along
And I can supersoak the hole by the end of the song
[Female]
Don't help me
Don't touch me
Don't love me
[Monoxide]
She
Hey now here we go let's start the show
Suppose you know to call me 'Lo
But you can call me The Soul Machine
Watch â?? Hey yeah â?? See what I
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