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Easy...
This is easy, Sunday morning
We're right here on a beautiful morning in Cleveland, Ohio
And it's chilly today, the kids are going
[Verse 1: B.G.]
Look, you know I been up in the game for a long time (time)
And Imma tell ya homey, it whatn't a easy grind (grind)
Been through this,
I know that I could never trust a bitch
Nikki you don’t trust me
I don’t trust myself
I know it wont be easy to see you with someone else
But maybe
retreat by themselves
A lesson learned
That we will teach
They prefere the easy way
But crime does not pay
The price is to bleed
Bleed me dry!
CHORUS 3
It's
Fast it move
You Know I like em thick so let me see what Ima do
Catch me posted for a minute
Then I'm in the crib by two
The Type of life you live when
'm with two or three niggas
I'm layin' on the prayer but I ain't talkin' to Jesus
Blood sweat tears and revenge
I ain't shed no tears ever since
My
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All niggas think I came here to play
TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat
TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat
I'm left
They ask me how/ I tell 'em "easy as chess"
My cubed vision will put the squares to rest
They call me 3-DAMENTIONAL cuz I got depth
In a sea
Its easy all you gotta do is beep me
Chorus x3
(Rapping while chorus is still going)
Master P:
We gonna ball till we fall
imagine that now as I look back 'cause I got three kids of my own
And I respect what she went through to pay for food and clothes
And a home
'Cause it
vixen eat ya face like she Ms. Pac-Man
My wish her command, uh, ADT's ain't stop me
Simple like ABC's
Snip, cut, yank just as easy as 1-2-3
Breaking
imma have to miss
I've got a girl named Nikki too, and she bad, she bad
Stay in south beach by the pool what type of shit is that
She's got two friends,
straight up with
Kinds of make up
'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I hear a mother scream
"Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see it's you
Bullets
cannot cope your way
You cannot find a way, hey
They said you'd be unknown, you and me
Easy, 1, 2, 3
Instead, instead
How about we fly away
Book us a get
Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get
sleazy
The way these women need to please me
Crown around my face like a veil got me wheezy,
Change my name to Karen, kick it off so I breath easy,
Now
[Repeat 3x]
It's only a dream
[Verse 1]
I know that gobbled as a child, and got her own
Still he got to bless me too, I been struggling too long
Two times one is two, it's easy to see
Counting in twos, come along with me
Two times two is four, let's clap our hands
Learning multiplication, oh,
o but I have keep it cool
I get no one to trust with my heart
Nnipa nye o yenam three ne two
See how am in pains o
Obiaa nhu firi se memp3 nsa o
But you look good in your spacesuit
I can't keep my hands off you
Plus it's easy to love you
Oh, up here, up here
I'mma take it slow, slow
While
till I turned her into my bitch
I’m flyer than a G5 yea
I was just fucking w 3 dimes yea
Keep it close
What happened to the distance
I just pulled up
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