Lyrics:
big money,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams
Yo Jay what it do nigga?
I done rocked enough fellas to be
Where The Best Died
I Live That Bug Lyfe, You Nizzaz Smoking Pesticide
If It Wasn’t For This Rap, I’d Be Dead, In Jail Or Somewhere Selling Smack
Rich
get rid of that
When they roll up, bet dude won't wanna live his raps
He'll see the 6 upside down and wanna switch it back
Wrath of a god sinner
I'm
or the city I live in
We really don't feel it
'Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that real nigga feeling
Now real niggas feel this
Fuck
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
a fright
When the big hand meets the little hand
Cause Michael Jackson's gonna get you tonight
When the big hand meets the little hand
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil
the city of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Your man like a black man tryna' get re-elected
He ain't get it, did he?
Sticking it
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
kids, parents, don't be docile
To these forced ideologies, especially
When it's so easy to call out their s-y a- hypocrisy
Just by having a sense
proof's in their face, they ain't trying to hear it
Like with the organization, Black Lives Matter
Great message but glad I didn't make their pockets fatter
kill kill your friends
Shoot shoot shoot the gun
Live by the gun
Don’t want to run
Live by the gun
GI Joe ain’t ain’t no fun
Live by the gun
Don’t want
I remember)
Miami ballin', it's a hobby, call a nigga Joe Robby
Haitian food or hibachi, ATVs, walkie talkies
Chris Paul, we load the rocket
Eight
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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