Lyrics:
couple weeks, and it's pain
But if I'm sittin' there, every day, my dreams slip away
Then I'll be broke and mummy will be actin' more funny than she's
Offspring; That was awkward
I'll take that back like shorty did
And start dancing around as if Maury said
"Test says You Are Not The Father"
So I'm grooving
ain't stopping till be sprayed it
Oh my god, for real man, not again I'm shaking
But before I tie a rope around this nob
If they don't like it, got a knob
I'll give you something to talk about
Come around me fronting I'll air you out
I go off
I don't shoot shit off dog I gun it down
Walk up on niggas
And imma get it gotta get this shit by any means
I gotta get it fa my family get it fa my team
They tryna stop me at the light but all I Cee-lo green
Bitch
ran out
Of your fuckin' town
Can't come back to his pack in Philly, cause
To be blunt ever since he got cut
He ain't had the guts to stick around
I
outside I'll find out the truth
Holler at me I'm coming with two
Shots of the crown if you see me outside in the club
Just know you won't find me around
sendin' these bitches off on their way
(See ya!) You's a fool CJ!
(Nigga, how you like the southern California freakin?)
Dogg, I'll be back every
shorty, you love me
And I love you too
And I promise I'll be true to you
Go shawty, it's your birthday (Woo)
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
I got mad "ire" for this "land" we call rap like Celts
I knelt and prayed, how can my best cards be played
I'm here to chop and spice the mix up like
Agendas they just around you for the
Wave I know that they be pretenders
Keep your focus on the traffic if your
Trap doing numbers everybody keep a
Pipe yea
to squeal, makin' sour deals
Thugs up in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle how the Bronx humble
??? devils get
by the grim reaper
To all my peoples in the man keeper
Let'cha situation be a teacher
Ain't nothin like a education
When I was locked down I
Guwop
Pour four ounces in my soda
Turn it to a new pop
I don’t need a entourage
I’ll slide by myself
Pink AR hit a nigga in the neck or the chest
I just
want me to watch my mouth?
How? Take my fuckin' eyeballs out and turn them around?
Look, I'll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around
And hit
my ways
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze
Have her homegirls wonderin' what she do
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too
I be doin' this
you too
And I promise I'll be true to you
Go shorty, it's your birthday
You made it just in time to hear my wordplay
It's the kid that flip flows
Tell me you know this nigga,
Naw they betta stop playin,
He sped up around,
And drove right in front of us,
Could be one time,
Just tryin to bust
time Dax K-poppin'
Stick on my hip, I'll clean the whole room
But don't be alarmed, it's Dax
I'm just moppin' that's off-topic
Let me tell you somethin'
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
cap)
By any means
Chase that paper, eat your greens
To haters shoulder lean
Sing your melody like Cee Lo Green
Get back
Earned it fair and square
Don't
to rewind
I'm losin' my mind yeah
Days go by
Fuck around yeah you know I'll slide
G5 more than 105
New bitch she gon dig my ride
Can't cuff that
Got too much
the lincoln tunnel
I refuse to limit my game to one hustle
I don't only sling crack or let the cards shuffle
I know how to play cee-lo set it off like cleo
"In this country a man's home is his castle."
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
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