Lyrics:
want it
Girl you better take it
I don’t have to respond to you
Don’t gotta prove nothing to you
II, II shut ‘em up iII, II shut ‘em up
III, II shut ‘em
kill, die every time
Everyone pretend like I got a turn against the light
They don't understand me, they don't see me by my side
1, 2, 3, 4
Do you know
, want)
You got it like this
Boy, I know what you want (what you want, want)
You got it like that
[Verse 2:]
I know what's on your mind
I could read
what you want, bitch
Tell me what you need i got 2 for the 5
I got 1 for the 3
Tell me what you want, bitch
Tell me what you need
I got youngins' sellin'
and kings
You dont want no problems with us i got shooters B-Ball players they collecting rings
Yea
(Chorus)
God damn
I swear i never think they'll hate
do this shit so easy 1.2.3
(Verse 2)
Uhhhh
Look it (yea)
Got s*** locked down
Booked it (yea)
Im in my bag i got that s*** without a sound
WORD!
Look
two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you
two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
And so, my fellow Americans
Ask not, "What your country can do for you?"
Ask what you can do for your country?"
And now, back to New York
Hard
Hii ii ehhe ehhe ehehehe
I just lay back and I Zone IN, iiinn
Hii iii iii iii iiinn
I say hein, di ndame too na ha nor
I don tok say I no want phone
dem never yet seize up
everything squeez out
u wi get e enuh
u wi get e enuh
Verse 3
Santan we got clips and shots
fi stick pon neck
6 shot and a 6
and you hit the joint
Lookin' for blazing dude
Your head was a juke joint
So you get two dimes
'Cause you got two highs
Two niggas want to smoke
So
bread
No crew nipa baako on a journey
Plenty came say dey got me
Tough time obia lef me
Obia k
Wop3 me y)nko
Fri ha k
I don’t trust no soul
Me Nhyira me
in these nigga's eyes
Then from the look of it nigga, you know what they about
One, one, one, one, one, one
Two, two, two, two, two
Three, three
It's
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2-0-1-2
Fall behind time you don't want to
This is the beginning and the fall of man
Later on, you
He said I want you shoes too buddy
I said what more do you want from me
I already gave you all of my money
My bank account passcode y'all ready know
When I rhyme, I put rappers on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got shot
Bringing to da game new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I aint dropped
Ay, ReTread, bless my ears
I-I pull up with gang and you know that we going up
E-E-Everybody switching, I don't know what I trust
I got me a bag, so now
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
Caller, DTI, Top Producer, Pulse Eskimo
Fuckin' Widda Team
My two lips said "You don't wanna
See a nigga on the scene"
Go on then, what d’ya mean, what d’ya
what you say, I see what you do
I know everything I need to know about you
And I want you to know that it's telling me
You wanna be my lover
slump you laugh body bag now I gotta trunk you yeah
[Chorus 2: x2]
Go and tell that girl Ms. Toi what you want to be
Go and this stylin chick who
how da dow flows
Niggas call maybacks slow lows
Nigga got da glock in da chocke hold
I wont fold, 2 da cops 2 da po pos, yall hoes
Shout to my stompin
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