Lyrics:
And you ain't gotta empty ya pockets when the K's out
Whatever you holdin' is mine you my Paypal
See I don't get how this guy is a treat
I'll make his
the freeze
My days up in the week
I just lays up in the sheets
Think the ways in which you speak
Is amazing and mystique
Dreaming crazy when I sleep
Too hazy
of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left
then state out
Matter of fact you see my house then stay out
I've been making money I get paid now
Remember I was broke sleeping on the couch
And now
let that fire work, it's somethin like the 4th July
I got this shit up out the dirt, you see the pain up in the my eyes
Always picture myself first
out
[Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves]
["Alright everybody..."]
This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they
Get funky Mr. DJ
Do that thing from a guy called Jay Jay
Say you'll play that song
There's a girl out there and she turns me on
I feel for
she pop out to all of my show
For the fiends I pop out with some blow
Money hustle when I'm out on the road
When I see you run money you owe
If you
in my skinnies, you know mines stuffed
Your time in that coffin gon' be way longer than that nine months
Hundred-k the long way, fifty-thou' tied up
with a slip on holster
A clip, a folder and his grip on a boulder bolster
They supposed to know, it show when his aura glow
Get from out the row, when
with a slip on holster
A clip, a folder and his grip on a boulder bolster
They supposed to know, it show when his aura glow
Get from out the row, when
was soaked you got them sheets wet
Why get up because I ain't trying to leave yet
You're my dream girl but only I can see that
I slept all day and they
next to catch this reckless nigga out of order?
Lookin' for my next way to come up,
Nigga don't run up, you see how fast I throw my fuckin' gun up,
For
that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in
if you broke
It's like I'm fresh up out the freezer Jay jona he hella cold
I'm not the one these niggas wanna run into
I'm like the handyman the way I
be no fool
Might get caught by the hook of a crook, call time for cool
Look out jay, what you say, what you carryin' brother
I hope you're clean
you through changes
And mess up your mind?
I just called to say that I'm on my way
Whoa, and I'll see you when I get there
I hope you're in a good mood
nigga S-N-double O-P,
shout outs to my niggas see, Style and me.
Snoop (Nate):
Yeah, straight up, based on a true story.
you know what I'm
ain't e'en know me
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my way I'm just focusing paper
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my way I'm just
and Balencis
I like my women prissy
She love me not she love me
Either way we gon get busy
I done ran it up now shawty
Wanna give me kitty
Im eating good my
at the bottom
And we still fuckin here
But my mind up I'm way up
See future like a seer
Writing this is therapy
Way I spit all my rhymes
Put some fucking meaning
always, get my dick sucked on the highway
Verse Three: Eightball, MJG
My way (pimp til I dieee) fuck a hoe
Unless that hoe is breakin me off some
fuck
Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that girl
Rush Mr. Cee so I could tie me up a curl
Out that shop hoes do jock
See my Cutty in a rag I will drop
Imma go talk to her now
See ya man
Aye let me talk to you real quick though
I wanna get something off my chest
Girl, you’ve been lately on my mind, been
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