Lyrics:
in classes
But now they my new asset
To put all yall in caskets
[Dialogue 2]
Steven: Ay, Will, I was just kidding, man. It’s all love!
Caleb: Hey get
reporting live for Channel 2 News
But the news crews jetted and I did too
So I'm back on the move and I got nothing to lose
except my shoes
but I lost those
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
last kiss before your ash is missed
These bastards is gettin clapped by the strap at the wrist
Chorus: Kool G. Rap (repeat 2X)
Yo let the games begin
a durag
And you can tell me I'm
A hustler from New Jack
Cause you get shot up in the
Gut, I thought you knew that, nigga
Imma prove that if you two step
up like Jack the Ripper
And make my escape on the Newport Nipper
If you live in a house or you live in a mansion
I'll fcuk up your ringpiece like
the click! whooooo
[Verse One: Lil' Kim ]
Blessed by the God so I be the Earths
Queen Bee Bitch Poppa keep my rich
In gun tottin' keep floatin' in
Yeah, ayy (808 Mafia, Gezin)
Yeah
Zmrdi by chtěli pozici, yeah
Moje bitch neni stejná, je different
Můj swag neni stejnej, je different
Můj crew
br)
Step out from the side these 忍者s hide
I need you taking bout a thousand lives (Go head do that for me)
Like a tank if you can't
You ain't in my crew
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
Why I live so wild"
"Here's what they think about cha"
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes
make moves tryna make grooves tryna make vibes
All these niggas hear my flow go take that shit go jack it just tryna get by woah
So they can ride oh but
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
I live life in a tunnel of death
It's amazing I'm alive still
Ain't aiming a 9 mill paving for a nice meal
I been patient and temptation is too much
time by the meals couldn’t even see the sun
Been like this since 10
How the fuck could he win
He ain’t have a chance
No one to show him what’s a man
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day,
Turn me up ian tryna go back down
This shit here lovely first nighting bitches from out of town
Fuck a zip we get em in by the pound
Jack boys won't
shit by myself, yea
Niggas can't fuck with the plug I got
Think that nigga fucking with the cartel
I was just busting down bales, yea
Try to jack and let
Thinking I'm a dick well bitch then why ain't you just say that
Know that I'm gon get it by any means
A star like Michael jack, stunning on em no Billie Jean
Thinking I'm a dick well bitch then why ain't you just say that
Know that I'm gon get it by any means
A star like Michael jack, stunning on em no Billie Jean
say nothin
I'ma say it when I see him
Nigga beefin' with two, three
I swear to God, won't wanna be him
I said, hey, if he still got his life, then he
a broke down car
They gonna need a jack
2 tons of crap getting lifted up
By a load of sorry kids and gullible screw-ups
Yeah I learned my lesson
Yeah I
your mouth when you talkin'
Johnny how these niggas start walkin'
Right now I live by 2 rules
1 get the bag
2 never forget rule number one
I'm pulling
a drive by for two blocks straight (nigga)
I'll put money on your head from a shoe box bank (what's shakin'?)
And leave the murder unsolved like the Tupac
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