Lyrics:
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
[Verse Two: B.G.]
Give me a can of gas,
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
[Verse Two: B.G.]
Give me a can of gas,
dress
Give me the motive, they know I'ma show up
And feelin' me make 'em like you less
In this industry, all I see is pussies and
Dickheads like group sex
Touchdown, landed
In the locate, you stranded
Pull up and wys you standards
Pull up and wys you manners
Pull up your socks and sandals
R.I.P Shona,
see if I can help you like--figure 'em out
Have you listened to Biz Markie's "Just a Friend"
Have you tried turning me off and back on again
If you
And I come from Harlem, click pow
Revolve em' you don't want no problems
Y'all nigga will starve em'
I don't give a fuck, click pow, revolve em'
A lord
gotta beat 'em stupid
Only got forty-one seconds just to give a nigga shit
Every second bitch I gotta use it
Some wet a nigga bluer and I cannot
Grab
put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
[Trick Daddy]
Look, I'm slippin right behind
No question that you gotta (C’mon)
And hurt 'em up!
(Give it to ‘em) Wet 'em up! (Let me do 'em)
Spark another match and let it
Flame get your dumb on!
I put my heart in this the longest (I put my heart in this the longest)
I put it all on the line (I put it all on the line)
I kept this flame alive
found me
Twista! (Chicago)
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em
me chilled with the homies or by myself enjoyin' a glass
Livin' lively as long as all this lasts
Shades all black I get on that and hit 'em with 'em
P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P, P
SH！T*3
EM 找事的來了 The EM troublemaker has arrived
走向衰 竭的規 律 The law
[Featuring Master P Mystikal Psycho Drama Silkk The Shocker]
Verse 1 (Silkk)
AHHHHHH! I kicks it off nigga what rhyme wit no fuckin
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
shit bam bam in the building
Scrape the women, hide the children
Give a bitch rimshot like a Zildjian
Me and Mildred eating like a pilgrim
Huh, yo Tommy
Mmmmmmm, I cross him up Ty Lawson (Yuh)
Perc give me powers like Austin
34 P’s break em down Joe Johnson
Surrounded by money like i’m on Shark Tank
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want
Got a six-four get pump it in your trunk
Cause we got biz that been boomin like... (ohh)
Yea nigga don't
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
Gettin money is a habit
KXNG D.O.P.E. be da man, hoe
Big boss bank roll
Rollin in the Range Rove
Never broke again
I got money in the bank hoe
I been
just can't leave it alone
I be the T.O.P aiite!
I represent the Big Bang big thangs feel me I bring 'em like
Down and dirty you heard me it's straight
a fuck, nah
I don't give a fuck
High class nigga, all I smoke is A plus
Might blow a whole P, nigga
I don't give a fuck
Girl on my lap, she say she wanna
question that you gotta (C’mon)
And hurt 'em up!
(Give it to ‘em) Wet 'em up! (Let me do 'em)
Spark another match and let it
Flame get your dumb on!
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