Lyrics:
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
a mothafucka
Keep it real, never lie to a mothafucker hold me down
Chillin' in a-gadda-da-vida, rockin' Adidas
With a senorita and she sippin' liquor by
around here 'cause it's dangerous (Wizard)
I be hangin' 'round here and I'm famous (Wizard)
Gotta keep the trigger by my finger (my finger)
Hit her
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
this rules by the way
At least what I want you can pay
And I knew all along
I'd have to come through with what was goin' on
Now that you're gone I
[Classified:]
Yea, don't matter where you from
Where you came or where you're goin
Keep it movin, get em movin
Haha I'm ready for it all
Got my back against
Lord knows, I keep goin'
And even when I'm down bad, I never show it
Know it, know it, know it
Never judge a man by his current circumstances, never
I'm going off like "kill me" I'm still goin' in
God, by all means possible
Give me the faith to live and die for the gospel
Tell 'em bring their guns
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
as the legend was told
To my ears at 5 years old
Sister don't let your guard down
You've got too much shit goin' on yeah
But I know you've been workin' through
to the sound of the bells ring
Baby it's cash goin on like ching ching
Get up, get out, and get some
You see what i'm doin, bustin on tracks to keep you
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through
do them right
It's not my life, it's on you baby
What's really goin' on is that cash money
How you make it, it doesn't matter to me
Work
Words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay
Now there's a new craze a-goin' 'round
It's gettin' bigger in most every town
From New York City out
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
steppin' on shit like a beetle?
Throwin' hundreds and ones at the ceiling
When you win, it's a hell of a feelin'
And this shit goin' by in a minute
Had
'cause I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
That ol' playa haten ass shit though.
Ya see these jealous muthafuckas
Note! Believe in me.
Believe in me.
And I believe in you.
Everythings gonna be allright.
[Monoxide Child]
One day its goin hit me like a ton of bricks.
I wish I could stop thuggin' for real
Leave the streets without me bein' killed
For so long, I been goin' on drills
Drinkin' that lean, pour it
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin changed -- still _Party and Bulls***_
We used to +F*** R&B B****es+ and see who rhyme
wanna hear y'all clap, just like that
Keep it goin' I'ma bring it all back
H-h-h-h-hold up
Every day they wanna ask me when I'll grow up
I show up
lovin heart
just knowin that shes always there gives me the strength i need
to keep goin on
and theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen
cuffed up
Put my stick so nigga feel my pockets with the dollar
'Cause they rock keep the stock in a private prison parlor
Grinch you did it, your black
We ain't perfect but we here
No we ain't perfect are we babe
Been through everything in this life
It don't matter if you're by my side
I'm just
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