Lyrics:
the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money
Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga
Pimp on, In a real way
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
by child
Hip-hop is being moved on a one-way course
Up and being led by an unseen force
You try to hold it down, won't be no good
The more it gets
love it
From Washington to Franklin whether grinding or ganking
Getting money gives a sensation that leaves me captivated
Fascinated by the thought
Mary
Live ya life girl
(On the real-a, live ya life girl)
Love is all we need (said it's all we need)
'Cause everybody needs love
Love is
Mary
Live ya life girl
(On the real-a, live ya life girl)
Love is all we need (said it's all we need)
'Cause everybody needs love
Love is
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours
The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.
leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his
The correct spelling of
Y-Y-Y-Y-YVNG X
Y V N G X
Y V N G X
I’ma get the bag, flip it front to back
Run it like it’s track, all I speak is facts
All I
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
I'm infatuated wit the game I can't I love it
From
You know, that's why, man
I be telling you all the time, man, you know
Love, that word "love" is a very serious thing
And if you don't watch
made
Was one step farther from everything that I
Love and to what? A
World of dysfunction, disrespect
And distrust come to think of it
It is sort of like
.
Startling!
Drink, drink, drink.
This is a special message for the Larsen family:
Your daugher, Lauren will be five years old on
April second, 1995. In this
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
Cause this is from me to you
From yours truly, Chris
It's a lot of things on my mind
Stacking money like three six five
It's a lot of things on my
Willing fi grant me any favors
Me ave bout 5 gyal a Anguilla
Dem say dem love me more than killa
Dem say dem love me style
Dem say dem love me flow
Cah me
more than I needed to know!"
And then we both were quiet
And things got real intense
Then she says "next window please,
That'll be five dollars
the earth change
They get their feelings hurt, Illuminati and Bilderberg
Your will deferred unable to tell who the real villains were
That is time to do
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
charge them bitches extra
You're bleeding by a great white and I just caught the scent every dollar every cent
I'm biting off all I can get
I'm chewing
we're still stuck here
In between realities
Tryna find what's real
And what's just a fallacy
Ego death is all that the mind's eye can see
Learning to turn
goggles
Laying like needles in the hospital
Five steps to conquer, ask Bernadette, big ass whistle
Ziploc your ear, hear thistle
To my real bitches
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
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