Lyrics:
respect
nigga Ron C put me on the track
my nigga named Hump put me on the map
my nigga named Johnny man he gave me plat
a nigga out of line nigga he get
Since there's been a lot of open letters
Going around in this country
So I thought I must also write mine
Talk it out, you know
So sit back, relax
Stay out the way with them cameras
"I just seen Baby pull up in a Phantom
Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (yeah)
Must be from
Why so serious?
Modern warfare with a twist
M4A1 to genie dust
Ay Veda's beating us
I'm so devious
I get on my carpet I float like Aladdin
Drafting
for
[Big V]
Now what we do to get here? (say that boy)
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw (say that boy)
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes
stared death in the face
And it was pretty fucking ugly
Yeah, it was pretty scary to me
So I get up and start walking slowly
And I don't believe I've had
the king Ali
Your girl spinnin' on me like a DVD
No CTE my brain is healthy
All the shit you talk must be so damn crazy
Grinding all day you is LA, Z
Funny
In and out my head like DVDs, because we like rewatching
and the soubrette (o, fortunata)
Entwined in love's duet
Although he may demur (non ancor, abbandonata)
He must have been with her
You'd never get away
With all
out quickly
Did you forget the God we serve is not weak
He split the sea!
So let Your servant get at'em
Those weapons don't matter
This is the LORD's
Chinese dragon sized blunts in Maracaibo
Huh, and everyone flashing a gun on a D-V-D
I'd make them niggas shoot it out with N-Y-P-D
And every fucker that
laugh 'cause y'all pushin' a lot of swag
I'm pushin' this big ole Hearse, don't get body bagged
Royce Da 5'9", Detroit, gah
These new rappers be
the door
She, couldn't believe what she see on the floor
Some size five trainers, raging
Tears in her eyes, but it's cool 'cause they must be
the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker
Hey yo must not sleep
I bash the bracket open and breach
The priority's bleached since that seventy-six umbilical severed
Majority's cordially
Wasn't for shit but to get out of class and to ball
Maybe to get to the yard
Thinking back I was glad it was fake
They would say what they say just to take
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
left with a suction mark
I got two CS-10's pointed at your heart
If you get on my nerves then the party starts
Death by nerf gun written on the casket
much I push the cash money, they don't believe me
Turn on the DVD, and the c.d
Don't watch me, homeboy watch T.V
Head rest, 7.5 Clarion
You ain't
heart is harder than that
So restart at the back
N make ya way up the front
By the time ya get there
They aint giving out nun
So now im late
See my hood straight thugged out
You in my hood slippin, nigga you get drugged out
Ya body layin there, but ya spirit is shoved out
On V.L., it's hell
K-H-J Los Angeles!
Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings
You can hear the music
tell her style by the way that she walks
Fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
Last night I prayed that God would make a Bentley truck
Get the bucks quick as fuck and I got my semi tucked
But if I pull my semi out Aflac you better
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