Lyrics:
cannons, piece by piece
Your School get Dazed like G Phi G
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Take nuts and screws out ferris wheels
If you ain't Missy, payin
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
I'm Mr. Thanksgiving nigga
The game it's switched up
In white winter black
So gimme
Mo money mo ice
I ain't buying no price swear I'm on that one
hit the floe [Hit the floe (3X)]
Here we is boy, here we is boy
[Mr. G Stacka]
OK now
Now who be dropping them bombs
They keeping you crunk by making
We do this everyday, yo brin g the drama
Uknowwhatimsayin
[mr. cheeks]
The year is 84, it's time for me to enter with the ill shit
Freekie tah got my
(Lumi)Who am I
Who is you
Mr Xl
What a do
In the sky
So I flew
Never fell
Better move
Hold up what we do yeah
Hold up what we do
Every time we come
a buzz in you ear
"It's gonna snow" or maybe perhaps sleet
Rap up the beat outside barely made it to your wake
Lookin' like Mr. fisher, dickie down no
liberated by this monster I created
Dr. Frankenstein
[Mr. Short Khop]
We love to bump you Frankenstein
Yo' shit is the best
Take my body and my mind
(feat. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg)
We'll like to welcome why'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah!
Ya dig, club Toe Jam, is once
We'll like to welcome why'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah!
Ya dig, club Toe Jam, is once again off the hook
For ladies
featuring Big Tymers
B.G. [Talking]
Don't fuck with me
Tellin' ya
Verse One: B.G.
Nigga better tighten up
Before
murderous, but always quite tangy
Only joking, Mrs. Simpson didn't do it
The gun went off from a toddler named Maggie
M-A-G-G-I-E
My angry gut gets intoxicated
Mr Go Get It
Say I go by the biggest double G, yeah I'm Mr Go Get It
Til the ends by any means told the boy not to fuck with me
I keep that stick
or more
Got no need for doors
Down the chimney and out then I sneak past the snores
My dear, I'll be over by four
Plastic horses and trains, G.I. Joes,
living out of a van
When I had a part time job, Obamacare worked for me
When I worked as a sub, they called me "Mr. G."
In the desert
Where the Joshua
living out of a van
When I had a part time job, Obamacare worked for me
When I worked as a sub, they called me "Mr. G."
In the desert
Where the Joshua
Ugh
Woo-Hoo
Ayo
(Everybody shut the fuck up)
It's Mr fantastic
I don't do nothing unless the shit drastic
Till a couple plaques be on my shelf,
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Musi Makes Me High
Verse 3
Mr. Sex hit me off
with
Shopping sprees and trips overseas if you like that girl (She love my swag)
Baby, even my weed is more than a couple of G's, if you like that girl
Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors
My chest gettin'
posted by the corner store
Mr. Kodac, store M.V.P
Buying rellos, seven-teen, no I.D
So gone pump ya gas, then cop a CD
And shawty if your fine, you can get
the way
By the way by the way I'm doing good
By the way I'm doing good I'm doing good
We ain't that cool my g so please relax
By the way
Lost friends
Texas
Cause I'm bumming a ride, when I should be drivin Lexus
But you know, i gives a fuck about what nigga say
I handle mine, by handlin shit my own way
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