Lyrics:
it's spooky to some of you niggas
To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, fuck up
grievin)
(You was jealous, it's all your fault)
(Got beef? What a pity)
(You was jealous, it's all your fault)
[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]
Back for the payback,
Ok I'm jealous
I'm fucking jealous of these bitches
Make it seem like I'm the only one
That's in the picture
All this fucking couldn't
Fucking help
because I have rent that is due
I think it's obvious that I could teach a lesson or two
Having a lack of passion does not rest with me
Dedication
later
I got my old bitch too jealous, Got my new bitch in Margealas
Where I'm going next ain't no telling, Just know I'm going off with no questions
They
tellin' (nope)
Stay by myself, ain't gotta worry 'bout a nigga jealous (nope)
I don't even like workin' with niggas, baby
'Cause I'm hella selfish
do that so it's
Back to the lab again
With a pen and pad again just to rap again
Time to make these jealous motherfuckers mad again
Cause I got their
want nobody else
She's going home with me
I don't have to get jealous
Just wait around and see
She made her choice, forget it boys
She's going home with
time I sleep is on the plane
Bought the bitch a Rollie tell time
It ain't enough time in my day
Go Audemars retail price
With that card he get it
supposed to
If they wasn't so concerned
About the tags that's on they clothes, but
Guess that's how it goes, fuck it, what do I know?
Ain't been in
with pain I give you everything
You wanna mix it? Here's some novocain I'm running through yo vein
I just told you bout all that jealous shit now
You
it, cause either way ether
Still gon be the product of reapin'
What I keep on sowing, so on, so forth
Let's go with the force onward with such beautiful
some pictures with your sister
Merry Christmas, then I'm finished, then it's back to business
You wanna ask some questions 'bout some real shit? (Shit)
a witness, i am bout my business
I ain't fuckin' with u bitches, less it's bout some digits
Hold up wait a fuckin' minute, i forgot to mention
These bitches
samurais
Fly as I could ever be
A level of success that you could never see
You jealous mane, we in propellers mane
Think about it, ain't shit you could
made the most
Yall just mad that's how it goes
I flex with my crew
I ain't letting y'all through
I flex with my coupe
I ain't threatened by dude
Someday
to me
[Too $hort]
Domestic violence, that's what they call it
You don't smoke weed and you ain't a alcoholic
Ain't nothin wrong, with bein in love
KC Star
Hahahaha
Are you jealous
That I do you better than you?
I can't help it
I win at everything that I do
You feeling helpless?
I can't say that
Went on a hunt
By myself
Well with my banshee and we to fly stealth
I had a plan and I hope it ain't fail
I'm bringing something back they ain't think
nose
Don't make me clown
And have to go put on my red nose
[Verse 1]
I got my face painted
Crazed, ain't it?
That a black dude lookin like he got
So baby come fuck with me, yeah yeah
All of these bitches ain't shit, I'm doing them bold
Time ticking for a nigga, you ready to fold
All them feelings
When I'm inside you i get lost in all them faces you make
Ain't trynna, lay with no phony, if you was my one and only
You promise to keep it real or just
thing because I'm that different
Catch me chilling with two women bout to handle of business
I'mma serve em even though it ain't Thanksgiving
One
snitch niggas
Guess he jealous 'cause I had his favorite bitch with us
Big bucks, steppin' outta big trucks
Steppin' on my feet, it'll get you fucked up
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