Lyrics:
a hoe never gon and break my bank
Never had a fist that could break my face
They tryna get a slice so I lace tha cake
I'm passed tha fake
I master real
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
just roll by myself whoa
I don't need nobody else whoa
Once again he's back on top
Mr wavy never flop
Watch the kids flip
When they see my pockets full
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
another rap that I'm ready to spit
It goes like this, my name is $hort
I'm tearin shit up like never before
Pimp slaps, makin snaps
Cold cash money
Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules
Lil' Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces,
Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at them fools, you know the rules
Lil' Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces,
and The Movement sayin' "Yes, yes y'all"
It's just the love affair that never ended
I recommended that I take microphones and blow em up, ain't that splendid
This
to better these fellas
I'll be like whatever, you get it?
You're wondering why you should never try
The reason certified is mr. nice with the wise guys
These
through my sight
Never been taught to be rude to my kind
But if you know me imma stand by mine
Alphabet talk get u no reply
If I X you out give you Z's know
through my sight
Never been taught to be rude to my kind
But if you know me imma stand by mine
Alphabet talk get u no reply
If I X you out give you Z's know
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
featherweight bro
Free my brother krazy never putting down that pistol
Yall don't even be outside camping like a tent
Thug it out all by my lonely I don't gotta
expected of me
Paying homage to those that shaped me as a whole
You could say there was flags thrown cuz it had me in a hold
Grabbed me by the soul
When I
a comma wake up by no means
If you act fake, you can’t roll with my homies
Don't need a durag 'cause I'm wavy like the ocean
All night, yeah I fiend a lil
Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make
'm the turd smeared in your neckbeard
Pure funk when I connect here
Hate out your mouth
I used to see a neon sign on their nose tell a fist connect here
Till I
The only time you bout a MAC is when you eatin Mcdeezy
I meant McDonald's, you Ronald
You a clown lil homie, that's what your actions show me
Never got a 16
the funk
I'm representin for the Yay cause, ain't no love
For none of these pretty-boy ballers, they just some fake thugs, wit a Yay plug
We them niggaz
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
much
Never say enough
Really I don't talk 2 much
Im never hungry early morning of the day
Tired of living bitch surrounded by the fake
I did it all alone
a nickel-plated triple beam
Had a lotta game with the beam, that's what it came with
Taught a nigga how to get to funk when it jump
If static jumped off, then I
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