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Shit I live ten miles away, but I made it fo' seconds flat
I lived in the same building with Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk
Got R2D2 and Mork from
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Stay true to the game maximize potential
up blaze it up
Long Beach City got y'all amazed with us
City by the sea, I'm a G with sponsors
Loch Ness Monster
Poppin' imposters, mix my shrimp with
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
. tony the blacker baron
My bitches in g-strings covered by donna caren
Mr. tony never leave ya: bye bye!
Versace suits with the fuckin' collar - butterfly
Live my life by the V code
Being real is all that i know
Being real is all that i know
(x2)
Live By The Most Instead Of Six Figures Capitalizing All My Ways To Get The Bigger Picture Spent My Summer In The Booth Thats A Different Chillan I Seen
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California
I'm here with two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
the rest of all you number 2 wanna be crews
Yo, that's what you get when you snooze
Don't wanna be another unknown, unheard, unseen, absurd
Come around, out
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
Is there a place I belong to
I don't know what to do
Do you wanna walk in my shoes
Mr. Martian doesn't have a clue
Going to the left, to the right
Before we break you and ya lame crew
Give an inch and these chumps take two
That’s why we bust the 1, 2, 1, 2
Trust that we’ll meet up soon
You know aint
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
suppressed
Cut through your cold crew like a saw blade
Then up at Mr chow's eatin' saute
Jersey Journal
Where the next signal infernal
And eat chicken with
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos
Bitches play this in their Benzes Jeeps and Geos
I bust a Mr
get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this, we sip the Mo' and yank the heezos
Bitches play this in their Benzes Jeeps and Geos
I bust a Mr
Pockets full of cheese bitch you know it's overweight
Mix that shit with my green turn it to a salad
Yeah
Pockets full of cheese bitch you know it's
a sock for you Homey don't play
Clowning you kids I'll fuck up your day
I've been declared brain dead by paramedics
Insult your whole crew act like someone
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