Lyrics:
your mind to the rhymes of a P-Town baller
I'll make your girl holler my name in pain as I proceed to call her
My versatile machine on my new found
the life that I'm livin', my
Head's spinnin', the clock strikes five
(Yo how many girls can you fit in that ride?)
I don't know, the outfits will help me
until I did within
I said on beat what I wrote in pen
I gave my all without giving in
But it's a thin line between heavenly divine and a living a life
Vegas, leave crowds in amazement
And anything I do with my crew is outrageous
Bottle service, straight V.I.P.
With my nigga Rockadile, everything is for
I'm getting put out of my house
I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch
It's a set up, but the bank wants me out
Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me
Yup, Hovi's home
The newest edition to the Roc
(I don't plan to be no philosopher)
M.O.P.
The Blueprint 2 is on its way
I know ya hear my footsteps
kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would share it but today I'm
Ninjas dot com
For Juggalos By Juggalos dot net
FaYgoLuVeRs dot com
Juggalo Productions dot com
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Psychopathic News Hotline
Welcome to the ghetto
Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
the fuck
I'm pulled over by the jakes, a twenty-eight up in my nuts
For 'em took away in cuffs I'd rather lay up in the dust
Feel like fuck a friend
just charging bitches Nigga been a p
Model bitch put that lil hoe in a pedigree
YEAH YEAH
They was my dogs since da sandbox
It broke my heart how we
Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life
Painkillers only put me in the twilight
Where pretty women and women
And it's the highlight
Now tell my momma I
let you go br
But holding on to you would change my life I know br
I know br
And I don't wanna change P
Well I'm still right here now br
Where I was
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
Got battle scars battle wound
So I tat my chest
They all be healing soon
To let my cousin tell it man
He be dancing with devil
Runny nose pushing p she
lost but I'm right back on it's my path
I brought my backpack all my life I had flaws so I lacked by far but I'm fast
You've seen my past but not all my
the 5 percent
By my lonely fuck a homie I don't trust that shit
Can sense a lot snake shit
The way these nigga's moving
Hope my homies see the fake shit
Deep in the VIP sectioned off
We popping bottles of P&J we be letting off
Got ten mademoiselle's in here they setting off
Such is the life of a boss
birds
So I copped a P up from Tennessee
Jazz he brought me back to life my trap be bustin P's
If watch just how i move we ain't in these streets
Yea we
erased, from my life you were effaced
Gone with the wind, it feels like I've been misplaced
I feel abandoned by you, girl (레이레레이레레이레)
Was ready to give
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
with my niece
Opp on the block & he blockin' the street
Mama ask why I got blood on my jeans
My life a movie & this just a trailer
that bitch ain't bout
the shepherd
Life defines my effort so I
Grind like Ryan Sheckler
Sway I never came here clueless
My first song sounded like a
Page cleared by Shakespeare's
pumpies clipped and flipped the last guy
Won't be the last why
People die when emotions run to high
Be proud of the bitch you are
My generation produced
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