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Sam Malone, You get served on my Say-So
Yeah, I took the spot
I'm holding it for ransom
I got 'em screaming MayDay
Man, I'm Ted Danson
Either you
a catastrophe
Burning and turning I'm all alone
Better get that shit, and call my phone
Finna rap like this, no problem though
So I snap like this, no problem, yo
Club, Ice Cube, Master P
And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK
Ridin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say?
I'm just
life (To live out my life)
Life out my life yeah (Life out my life)
We just wanna be free
Be free
Be free
Be free
Be...
Institutionalised got me cause
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
down, lay low and just stack P's
Coming with the tools, courtesy of Stanley
Ticklish but this one don't tickle my fancy
Before they attack me
It gets
of these [?] get blown
Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong
I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone
All of dem live by
(Woo)
I can cop all this shit by the p (Woo)
Y'all barely coppin' an 8th (Ooh)
Again, I'm just sippin' my tea (Woo)
But that shit be hurtin' my brain
niggaz gon' pay us
I thought I told you have my mo ney (Whatcha wan' do nigga?)
You got until sunrise, or lose your life (Whatcha gon' do nigga?)
Had to gamble my life
I'm rollin' the dice
My name got a price, but talk to me nice
I got my money right
And now they criticize, but it's alright
when I Dey by your side wey I no Dey wan leave ODO
Mese eny3 me P3 oo
Because the way you bend down
Your waist oo
You Dey make man de craze oo
I wanna
off, and I'm dodging the pain like maze run
I used to lie about my rap life
Yeah I'm doing music ain't that tight?
Oh, me? Nah I'll probably get some
Dogg is a G
Ask P. Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B.
Eatin up at Justin's you seen me, rappin
Stackin my weapon in the limo
And 15 niggas tryin to hand
don't murder me
Don't take my life
Let me treat you right
I need you right by my side
She's a fighter
Nah there ain't nothing like her
Really couldn't get
chopped it up
Glory be to God, it's all by faith, ain't walking just by sight Hurt me to my soul to let you go You couldn't even treat me right Praying for
ain't guaranteed another day so I ride
In the fast lane live as the days pass by
I live for today like there's no tomorrow
That's why I do my thang with
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my
Dope rider, don't mind me, I'm just doin? my thang
Living the life of a go-getter, no-quitter
Gotta get to the money, get money, money, hey
Living
in the booth man
Yeah yeah
Brodie macck man
Mad at me I think I know why
I'm doing me and I ain't gotta try
And you just watching life go by
Mad at me
Like some loco I earned my respect
Yeah so much for the coast I should get a check
But all in all I did it B
Cool as a blind with a C
Loving my life
cause it ain't been hidden
By the work and the money I'm driven
Thank God for the likkle
Talent I've been given
Spent all of my life on land
That's why I
P-A-I-D
Finna get it in
P-A-I-D
All my life, you know I, uh, always had to sin
P-A-I-D
Uh, fa, fa, fa, fa
Yeah, we get it in
Add It Up, yeah, you know
three moments in life to either be late or be great
Choose your fate, cause I know you search for the reasons to fight
But that's what Sundays are for
blessed to be surrounded by my people
Who don't care about no deficit
Cause they know that this whole set is rigged
Its devilish
Life as an adult is too
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