Lyrics:
now?
Yeah, sure
Dope, Juanita, bring some weed in here, please, thank you
(You got it, Snoop, I'll be right there)
Thanks, Juanita, super nice woman
gossiping, there's noting worser
I swear I'm a father for them man
Bring something larger for them man
Disaster, disaster for them man
Them man, them man
the day that Kirk Jones got caught
The forensic report states there was a gun in the car
And gunpowder residue on Mr. Jones' right arm
Baliff, could
and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a whole chicken? Mack 10's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't
went around the country and I taped people in
Weight rooms workin' out man. I would just sit there with my tape recorder,
Press record, and these people
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
a rhinoceros for me, Jair Messias. Oh, I like that name. Hasnt he got a lovely name, dont you think? Yes, he has. The music is as always performed by the one man
What ho.... sed de ting!
Welcome to "not alot of people know that, part 5." Yes, you lot out there, ah you're so lucky! How can you
be getting so
Another nigga sings the blues
Bailin' up outta the fo' with the black on the black
And the niggas be creepin', we rollin' with the Mack 10
ex-girl's dad is abusive
I felt "How could I be man and not do shit?"
I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it
But fightin' her battle's only
there is no mistaking
Just a notion
That you'll be walking up to me in a while
And you smile and say: "hello" and
We'll be dancing through the night
If tomorrow I lost it all
And everything that I had was gone
When there's nobody else to call
Would you stand by me? Would you stand by me?
When
I'll be by your side (general)
We got these niggas, fucking cockroaches
You want to go to war
Sweet dancing, you're there right by
(By your
world, believe me
Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way!
fadin' with the trimmer man, in a trance
We on our heads spinnin', like on a ceiling fan
Khaled got the keys, this a breeze by the Weatherman
Believe in me
name
They know within me there burns a flame
That I'm MC man, headed straight for fame
I got a Coupe DeVille, diamond rings
I even got fur coats
got good vision rudeboy listen
Don't fuck about
There'll be a rude boy missing
When the goons start fishing i'm a LON kid
I got the hood snakes hissing
"Hey Man, I can't lickety split"
You start to open up a little book
And there's something there you got to overlook
And you say "BABY, you know
askin' me
Why I don't be hangin' out where they be hangin' out
I tell 'em, I say, "Lil nigga, listen here
If I don't got no business there, I don't got
You can smell the perks when I Piss Twenty thousand on my Wrist if I Shoot I don't miss Niggers can't Page me about the Bitch If you got Questions go
Killer
Beenie Man
Dem set the ting, so you haffi understand
When me kill a soundboy inna competition
Me nuh ramp with no skin
With microphone inna me hand
in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by
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