Lyrics:
because you can't do too much
Of either you really can't
It's unfortunate that at times
Hip hop culture will
Tell you to lean only to one side
When that is
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it out
Well,
far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it out
Well,
later. Give it a try. (That I’ve got to choose)
Till then, I’ll be right here. Chilling by your side. (Between you three)
[Verse 3]
You’ve been here from
These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me
give it away now
What I've got you've got to
Give it to your mamma
What I've got you've got to
Give it to your pappa
What I've got you've got to
Give it
go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down
We the best be the logo, getting money with a mogul
Upgrade from the 2 to the 4 door
Top down so blast it, its yolo
One time form the XO
Ace Hood got
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
the nine
First I took two clips and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
Onion in the Zip-Loc
Got it poppin like some Pop Rocks
All I do is rock socks
Thinking you the hotshot
No I will not stop
[Hook]
Bit by bit,
Day by
The aroma of beans, fills up the space (space)
I watch the people pass by, lost in their own thoughts
As I jot down my dreams, in a notebook that I brought
one job and one job only, that's keepin' exclusive
Holdin' me down
You got one job, that's one job only and that's keepin' it exclusive
That's
Empty house
You've got no feeling of a home around
Oh I've searched every room and found
Only hope
In your seaside paintings
Oh in the light you gave me
Crawled on his belly, put his ear to the wall
One way or another put an end to it all
He leaned down, cut the electric wire
Stared into the flames and he
meat, I used to have steak in
Now I got 4 jobs hustle on Jamaican
Man ain't it funny how life works sometimes
Now I'm running for my goals trying to dodge
Sorry Mom
Sorry Dad
I'm a fuckup real real bad
(True story)
I know it hurts
I know it pains
I'm the worst kid you've ever made
(3 Tries)
What
you
But if you've got something that must be done
And it can only be done by one
There is nothing more to say
Except it's a lovely day for saying
you
But if you've got something that must be done
And it can only be done by one
There is nothing more to say
Except it's a lovely day for saying
cant forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Do you know who you are, baby?
(I only wanted to get down
I'm making trouble in this town
just feel better together
Now I'm having visions that it's back in September
And you've got me wishing that you still can remember
How your breath
strugglin' on the grind
Got to feed the family chased by the one- time
But dem laws couldn't mace me
It take a hundred million motherfuckin' po po's
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