Lyrics:
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga
Out on the streets in the 90's
Never had enough money for an ice cream
Niggas on the other side wanna fight me
All the chicks in the hood wanna wife
I'm there
You won't get none of this money
But these hot shells I share
And I live by them houses
That's right by them mountains
I just caught that lick
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
pinned down by lies and rumors
Tried to 123 the Kid, now I'm laughin in they face
Tell em Hardy har har, that's just the twist of fate now hold up
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the rips and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my
I was riding this eighteen-wheeler before they painted lines
Never made much money 'cause I couldn't make no time
Used to be a running battle
on this earth
Are outweighed by all my racks lil bitch
Say u love me is it real
Bitch You gon never know how I feel
Fuk da fakes I'm da real
I don't be
It goes one for the mind and two for the money
Who dat wit skull tattooes and his nose runny
It's me, that funky MC, the Rrr-ah E
Indubitably, I'm
big money and prizes don't ya?
You'd probably kill for a big prize won't ya?
You little bitch! It's your turn to spin. (ding ding)
"Free money
me three since that day it was up
It was no wasting time, jack buzzing, flooded line
No time to break it down, we flooded by the pie
Bottom left me
Three backends by the morning and I just walked out the bank
Told em I quit I cant
Promise I'm never gone change
Big dawg inside of my gang
Shaquille
Forty
Yeah
Okay okay
Aye
Michael Jackson when I'm stepping, Michael Jackson when I move
Every night a Thriller when you stepping how Forty do
Jack
Mafi D ain't playing games
Why he talking in 3rd person? Cause Derrick don't talk to lames
Got my bitch fucked by a nigga it's coo I played it same
Money make the world go round [Repeat: x 3]
New York, money make the world go round
L.A., money make the world go round
Midwest, money make
Thinking I'm a dick well bitch then why ain't you just say that
Know that I'm gon get it by any means
A star like Michael jack, stunning on em no Billie Jean
Thinking I'm a dick well bitch then why ain't you just say that
Know that I'm gon get it by any means
A star like Michael jack, stunning on em no Billie Jean
the drink and the ball too
Girl, I love the people tryna keep me off my vibe too
I ain't got a tattoo, but I wish I got two
Smuggle money out of a van, what
and now moneys comin to us all
* We kickin it wit Strange wollowin fame
Givin the game only when I say so
So crack some bud wit me, demons get some love
to get this off my chest
You a bitch if I'm rappin'
And you say you not impressed
Your input does not add money to my check
Who the fuck about to do this
Love your enemy because love is the enemy
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has expired
Your sell by date has
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
chained to a husk of brittle stone
They jack up the price and they jack up the rent
I'll just blame the banks and the immigrants
Because money is nature
Fake love.
They counterfeits, listened and watched from a distance, ain't support shit
Yah yah yah, will I get that money, man I hope so, yah yah
I've
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