Lyrics:
Starks turned to Ghost cause Men that will hold Iron
i know some lil niggas since kids they been on the stove frying
A genius outta Jersey of course my
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
hangin by ur self so I know ur leavin solo
Talkin about u see me at the club every weekend talkin about u know me from back in the days u must be tweakin
and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like
crew
Split wigs for a living everydays thanksgiving
Motherfucker fuck y'all rides, we slides we dipping
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr
I roam in competition
A hardcore crowd, waitin to see, if I break
Like your first time in jail when you got fucked by an inmate
It'll never happen,
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow God's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
And he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts
I'm a ghetto boy Beely walk in Kadikoy
Chillin with a pair of joints, swaggin' every day yeah of course
I'm collecting 'em coins, way to go to be
a beauty
Ghetto Barbie
Don’t do movies
She like late night drive-bys
GROOVY
Cat, Jacuzzi, yet, as usually
No, I’m not no fucking newbie
Smoke him like
all
I take this out the ghetto an live up on top
akin flights, an shoppin sprees, on 504 yachts
see money don't change me, make me live a lil bit good
'ready to go'
Man this girl must get pimped away I'm ready too hoe
I'm going to take you out to ghetto girl around the globe
Freaking in the kitchen
'ready to go'
Man this girl must get pimped away I'm ready too hoe
I'm going to take you out to ghetto girl around the globe
Freaking in the kitchen
And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm
That just burn baby, burn baby, burn
Pop open a malt liquor
Smoke something until your
Hang Lil Nigga
No they Don't got a Clue
The Mud where I came from Nigga
Started selling Nickels then I bought the whole thang
She my lil Freak so she
and the seatsVersace
This lil' bitch, I keep her with me and she know karate
All we do is kick it, yeah
Mr. Miyagi, all we do is kick it
Yeah, yeah, I'm proud to go back
Intro: agallah
Yeah nigga
I got the gat on them now
Pay back (laughing)
[Chorus:] Lil Dap & Agallah
Why, it got to be like that
Straight like
was Farmer
Shorty got the death wish, I wish to die
But when I try, it just goes by
You couldn't kill me because I can't kill myself
And if I got
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
E crizy iyafo fino
Yes yes y'all
This is a public service announcement
Mr Incredible featured by the one and only
Egberi Popsi Number 1 of Bayelsa
the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep margins,
How
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
ain't even tryna hit it yet
Carry all the pounds, cause niggas ain't trappin' it correct
I think all the ghetto bitches got the best pussy
I don't even
a similac and oh my Cadillac
has 50's in the back
playin rick James and Tina so relaxing
passed on by the neighbor red lane
they called him insane
heer's Mr
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