Lyrics:
Let's get it
Niggas know I keep it real
Free my nigga Rex, Lil' Law (let's get it)
Niggas talkin' shit, like we can get it in (we in this bitch)
Let's get it
Niggas know I keep it real
Free my nigga Rex, Lil' Law (let's get it)
Niggas talkin' shit, like we can get it in (we in this bitch)
Black eyed peas, but you ain't heard of 'em
Yo wife got black eyed beats that's why you servin it
And I just keep on curing it, She peg me, I'm enduring
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
having racks on racks (Racks)
Pull up with macs and black (Black)
We having gats we strapped (Strapped)
Hit that lil bitch from the back (From the back)
Might make you kill your mates by the end of my show
I got a voice you should know
I'm the Emperor, a.k.a, the Killer Scare Krow
Ever been hit with a Krow
Whenever I get lonely, I drop the
Top lil' bitch every time I, they owe me
She a hood bitch, yeah I know
She don't cop no boneless, no boneless
say
They pagin' and beepin', beggin' for me to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter
to come hit again
I'm pimpin' plenty women, game stronger than twenty men
Damn lil' momma proper halter top and knee-knockers
But before I freak
What's this I see? niggas tryna act like G's
Got A$AP, got Fergy with me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas
That's that shit, mhm mhm, yeah,
stain, burn like rubber on tha streets
(Screech!) If you can't hang, find your way from 'round me
Lil' soldier in all black off-a A.N.E.
I pullin' ego,
that's "Prod. by db (G!)"
Oh, mickeys? Mine's not mini
You got hickeys? Not mine, sweetie
Got ya misty-eyed, bye bye
No, I
Don't abide by your rules
She
I was at the gates
Ram's legs, my pizza black, my plants dead
My planet X, I might bleed green
I'm what's under the uncut chia seed
I'm what,
As he passed around them black-eyed peas
That's soul food
You know what I'm talkin' about
Said "Ol' Billie Joe ain't never had a
Lick of sense in his
them Black Eyed Peas
Kids say 'That's the jam'
Beatnuts baby back by popular demand
Drop another jam sock you and your man
If you don't know by now, BLAM
lil niggas telling
I know him by black nigga who the fuck is kevin
Last nigga tried to shoot his gun got his finger knocked off
And I'm dripping
buyin no huggies, don't dress him like methat ain't my lil buddy
Dem ain't my lips and they ain't my eyes you can keep the big pictures and they signthat
That lil bitch wasn't loyal, and I knew that from the start
I knew you would destroy it, but I still gave you my heart
You was always so controlling,
can’t be like Drizzy
My niggas spin da’ block til’ they get dizzy
Kick in the door, lil nigga get busy
Get to da’ cash, go handle ya business
petty hustlers out there
How to have it yo' way (okay); Get Dough Or Die (yeah) floss at all cost (yeah)
Cash out, mash out, brought to you by, Grand
to have it your way
Get dough or die, floss at all costs
Cash out and mash out, brought to you by
Grand Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas brung money
[Lil Knock]
Come and say laugh time is comin love
And give 'em one
What? Dickin in the bed fiend
Say ow, licka fam
My style don't leave one
At last I'm literally lounging black woah
At last I'm literally
Well well
At last I'm literally lounging black
A true G that's me
At last I'm
Aye that probably tago
Pipe that shit up TNT
10 oh 8
Out the gate
Know nigga appreciate
I gotta bad lil bih from the westside
She like to sleep
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