Lyrics:
you how we gonna go through cos everywhere we go to
My people are wise we gonna take you by surprise because we switching up the lines
I got something
love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video
like an x ray
(Like an x ray) if you want smoke we can
Take a cigarette break
You are not a shooter I ain't
Jumpin' at your head fake, bitch
Look at my
falling for me like she gone drown
Step in the pool, and let your hair down
We play by different rules, get a head count
Turn up the music go ahead
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
and keep walkin'
(Yo) Come on
Yo the derelict is back
I'm blazin' niggas while they up in the Sheraton last
I even sold my therapist crack
You niggas
late bloomers, eight in the morning
I know yesterday and last night was rough but today is a new day
That sun rose up with a new set of rays
Go ahead
ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio
Your style is played out like a two-tone down goose
You couldn't converse if you had fucking react juice
So hold
And you don't hear me played on radio airwaves
Twin got two straps on him like a pair of Air Rays
The 40 seem like oil shank, get your hair sprayed
I'm
a splif of reefer
Hit the homie up on the DM he did the feature
E&J Courvoisier dude saying to mix tequila
Ask Ray J I sip more Brandy than Moesha
Back when
Keep juggling, motherfucker!"
[Violent J]
'cause ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try
(Yeah)
Try acid and get your butt pumped out like I did
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Backstreet
And the middle men
Tell'em Keep ya head up
Stack ya money and get ya bread up
Stay the course until the plans up
Gotta man up
Hold it down but always stand up for
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
Never Give Up-Radio Edit
Verse 2:
Sometimes the enemy will try to block and stop you.
Sometimes the enemy will kill your dreams and goals.
For he
addicted to the sound of a head getting whacked
Do I smoke too much cause I choke too much?
Are you mad cause I keep stealing your roaches?
Yo Mike P (Yo
stealin' your roaches bro
Yo Mike P! (Yo what's up?) Turn my headphones up
Rude Boy got me stoned from the sticky stuff
Weed's fuckin' with my head, man I'm
Give her chips call a cab we say let's go
{You nasty Ray you nasty}
Please believin it
We had another glove shorty straight up teasin it
Stop playin Ma
I’m going crazy (Know its messed up)
I’m revving up
Be your first lady
Let’s make a baby
And call him Tay-Tay
You fucking Ray-Ray
Pretend
to kick up and talk to each other all night till a nigga fall sleep on the phone
I think these bitches done got in the way of your loving my heart tryna
Ledger so keep your J. Leto
Pot-head
Watch what you're calling the kettle
I got to sprint, got to run it up
Foot on the gas ain't no letting up
Match that
Two cows a zebra will jump through your atmosphere
Giraffe-Funk will raise beamin through your trunk
Steam of Legion, to burn up in your anal region
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
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