Lyrics:
I'm stuck
I'd like to say I love you but for me that's too much
My future in the front but I'm focused on the past
Back when two grams, a zig zag all I
cunnilingus in front of me
I'd put that to the side if
I could just find my Keiko
Music, money, mary, milfs
Nigga thats how the day goes
Well, she could always pay with sex
Bikers tried to front me thirty grand worth of shit
Knew that if I took it, I'd never get out of this
What the fuck
to five
Stacking all my paper
E-40 tight no captain save her just get your weight up
Family man or player loyalty or nothing cause jealousy go you front
I
dłuższą drogę niż z fury do studia
Znasz mnie Chyba nie Jestem G do E
Do D do Z i cały czas idę przed
Siebie PGS prezydent
B O R Reprezent ja wjeżdżam na
talkin' shit in your own house
We see y'all niggaz bounce and say one
You even got no kind a line a credit in the hood that you from
I keep my doe
forty's in my lap bust that old school boom bap
All over this map, for I be that down ass, South Cali poet,
Ya know it to be The D-E-see-L-A-I-M-E
the white T
All I really do is argue
Double F, are-why-D-E, D-are-A-G, to the dash O-N
Catch me, smokin' potent, bet it leave y'all, niggaz soakin'
With
Yo, niggas be asking me "Yo 50
Who you got beef with?"
I'ma tell y'all niggas straight up
Who I got beef with, right
Man, I got beef wit e'rybody I
a line when a pair of new Jordans come out
People go in with a dollar, but watch how they change, I bet a few quarters come out
What we talking about?
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
the beat back
Question asking in a fashion
Tabloid plotting me to tumble
Compass I'm in the front yard
Breaking you these punch lines
Be on my life wasting
The anacrusis snatchers staff the
Front lines and prosper
Cleave the Marianas welkin dealt
In done Madonnas
I will not dignify the land that
Chains me to my
You got your little pills, some kind of cheap thrills
We use to bet who'd be the first one to make it out
You've got your airwaves some chemicals
on the line
I'd die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so F-I-N-E, fine
Let's put our clothes back on
And by the way girl
service
Now, it's her turn in the front of the line
Sir, can you answer a question of mine
He says, "What do you want for Christmas my dear
I'd like a doll,
backseat
and an E-bike or two
Bluetooth headsets are cool
put it all on the line
Valued member
I remember
Til September
Here's my lender
I surrender it all
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
and spaghetti
Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya
Attack like a vulture, see what I told ya?
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya
Y'all thirteen
of the E's
If I ain't put D's in front em
Heard Some of them E's, had came with F for Flea
Don't catch Yu nothing
Don't turn yo back G
She F E D
And bro said
newspapers that pushed your album back
But it wouldn't have come out quicker if you induced labor
If you said something doper, I'd probably quote ya
But
to make you feel good
I used to steal goods and fake my parents out real good
But now I got K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E of self 'cause I`m me
And the nation
sis, MCA said he got some play
There had to be a reason for the news I learned
Time to get on it cause it's Mike D's turn
Nobody was home, I didn't
Uh-um (Bongo By The Way)
Ayy
Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (what's up)
I'm thee stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (ah)
He
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