Lyrics:
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
in the room, tryna not to wake me
Slipped ten grand beneath my pillow and whispered I love you, baby
Shit crazy but it makes perfect sense payin' me
a long L, and just blowin the smoke about
See, we serious wit it, they ain't nothin to joke about
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce
shit it taught us
Don't ask shit from niggas cause niggas ain't solid
Won't tell you they love you till you in a coffin
Wock in my cup no this ain't no
burn em up
They be saying that they’re ready
But i couldn’t give a fuck
It don’t matter what you say your gonna lose
I’ll be ballin walking down
to me,
He said I heard you an Ran got the cash an split it,
If I don't get my cut,
You motherfuckers gonna get it,
It was thirteen G's all mine,
on
Then I'd burn one down till it was all gone
Maybe life is really that simple
Your vibe is set by things you give into
Maybe your mind is the only prison
)
(Love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
That word "love" is very, very serious
Very addictive
(Let us move on)
My brother's out of it, but I'm
k-i-s-s-i-n-g first come love na it ain't love i'm a gangsta let
her hold my gunz and my drugs yea i know she feeling a gangsta but its hard for her to deal with
Bronson
I'm too sick for this shit like Magic Johnson
On the ball like a Messi pass
Rock the stash like Jesse Jacks
If you're trying to be sexy with me:
in anonymity
Timidly, in the cut niggas try dissin' me
Spit it G cause actually I love the publicity
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you
This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look
bet its you
I'm with the Dangerous Crew, so let us through
Give up the pussy, give up the head
Drop yo panties and rub your clit
Do the splits, rub
look you in the eyes
-In other words, don't judge a book by its cover
-See we successful black businessmen
but we also mercenary soldiers
(Chorus)
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles
Are we on the radio dukes?
Aww yeah, give it to me
At night I can't sleep
I'm tossin'
Give me ass, baby, give me love
Give me nada that's coo asf
Someone said that with you it's luck
I'm a walkin' anomaly, I don't know nada g all
I know
to myself
"I love that T E, double N, E double S double E G I are L"
So I called up Dave, formerly a jet-fighter
Currently a sky-writer, when you pay him
I'mma give it all i got
Came into the game, with no cleats
No cleats
Not prepared for war
Change was insane, I did it with no feats
No feats
Now they
experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
(KM.G)
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I
leading a mobile patrol it was 1972
(What’s that sound?)
A massive explosion a hundred yards in front
Of Johnson's vehicle brought the patrol
To a halt
love hip-hop you might of heard my shit once
Or maybe twice or like thirteen thousand times
I'm sick of it myself I'm loving the shine
Who else could
Hey how ya doin it's me
The incredible unforgettable B
Izzah give me Rrah K-I, with the E
I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali
Hey! The way I get down
OK)
I'll give you all my love today
What? Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, what? (Can't you see?)
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your
sleep right tonight
now I suppose the pretty horses in fours could love more
but I'm exhausted by the scope of this dark god on opiates
breakfast for
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