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through my pockets anyway?
Why you dissin me man?
[m] I'm movin' on
[r] psst, yeah?
[m] yeah!
[r] shit get real in here
Shit get real in here
Shit
him
If you forgot the name, and you been wondering it's
N.O.R.E, N.O.R.E
They want to be like you, smoke like you, live like you
But they can't fuck
through my pockets anyway?
Why you dissin me man?
[m] I'm movin' on
[r] psst, yeah?
[m] yeah!
[r] shit get real in here
Shit get real in here
Shit
front there
My nigga Z got connects to the open market
You awake, get the weed nigga, I'ma spark it
And me and Bush always argue about the same shit
Ether boy! (oh yeah!) oh oh! (Nore!)
(Ron Browz!) Nore! Oh oh!
Busta bus! (yes sir!) Oh oh!
Get that money!
Ohhh!
My nigga find a girl
thug like him, dro like him
If you forgot the name, and you been wondering it's
N.O.R.E, N.O.R.E
They want to be like you, smoke like you, live like you
the worst
Simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi it hurts, leave you double dead
I'ma a bubble-head, I never listen to nothing my
truly the worst
Simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
Uzi it hurts, leave you double dead
I'ma a bubble-head, I never listen
a nigga fast like Mary Jane
I'm in your face what what what what whooooooa
You out of place what what what what whooooooa
Its like I'm Nore what what what
the smitty's wit me, shhh they comin to get me
Hey Wut You Scared
I'm prepared in the mall and all
Wit Chimme Chose, you can call me quick draw McGraw
b*tch I'ma
Hummers
Stackin' them chips and let them
Tricks get nothing from us
I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know
My main homie readin' books by thugs
It's like Monster
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit
on the frontlines, suited
By Him Alone in the building
We do it, we do it
I'ma do it for God (do it)
I'ma do it for the Lord (do it)
I'ma do it Messiah (do it)
I'ma
Your like "man there's holes in me, it won't go away"
And I'ma straight surgeon, I'll change ya face up
You'll have no ear, when I lace ya shape up
the jokes for the clowns
I'm on a serious tip
You keep playin' and I get furious quick
And now I take you for a walk in the ghetto
Even spark your metal
brought you
If you ask questions ma' you'll get put on
What I'm worth a bill real big ma'
Come wit' me girl 'cause I'ma calm you down
And please I ain't
don't come with tax
Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan
I throw a bunch of cash
I get so bored, I start
This month alone nigga we done made 2 buck forties
Nigga u can do the math why u think these hoes horny
Bitch tryna get with it cause she know her
Cuz the colors of mah car like purpery
See me ballshin i'ma flossin
Plus I'm up in boston
With chubby top often
You lay me i'ma crazy hood
Three then
tienes acapella enseñamelos no tenga pena mira
I'ma tell you one more time, yo te doy la gasolina!
A ella le gusta la gasolina (skeet skeet skeet)
Dame
Yeah I wanna just go to the club and vibe with you
Know what sayin'?
Woah, she bad
That's a bad one
I'ma get deep in that pussy
I'ma get deep
But never could fit the shoes of his wife
You could tell by the finger
Nails, clean, hair diced up, every four days
A weekly routine, where he lived
no tenga pena mira
I'ma tell you one more time, yo te doy la gasolina
A ella le gusta la gasolina (skeet, skeet, skeet)
Dame más gasolina (skeet,
Ether boy! (oh yeah!) oh oh! (Nore!)
(Ron Browz!) Nore! Oh oh!
Busta bus! (yes sir!) Oh oh!
Get that money!
Ohhh!
My n**** find a girl
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