Lyrics:
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (To Pharrell)
That girl wanna give it up
toss your mind
Never lose sleep
Never cause you got beat
Never know peace
Never when you in these streets
Never
Never give up
Never hold you
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
you on a ride
And if you try to stop me, I'll give you a taste
Of the power of a hacker, and I'll put you in your place
Never cry gotta stay humble
on it, that's why you never disappointed
We give you what we live through for real (for real)
Don't own a crown but I'm royalty
And trying to see
So if it come down to you and me you know
I don't give a fuck, hit the next bitch like whats up
'Cause at the end of the day
You ain't never been
of me
Baby never give up
Don't stop now
Its never too much
Never give up
Never give up
Hold on babe
Never give up
Oh, oh, oh
Never
Never give
other words you can shut the fuck up
She say money, hold up, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, nah, I don't give a fuck
I'm money hungry, I'm
up, watch her
In my Crown Holder she in her Republic jeans
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Lil? ma, what's up? I see you in the party
Now you
run you around
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be
it
On the Low
My nigga you know
Wisdom of the street's
Woke up feeling hungry; hungry
Like a beast hoping I could eat
Food for my thought
I started
, let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
Imma never give up...I could never ever ever give up
Hardwork and passion, no talk all action
Now your boy blessed up
What you know about persistence,
up
Imma never give up... I could never ever ever give up
Hardwork and passion, no talk all action
Now your boy blessed up
What you know about
else
She does have a point do you feel you
Get the proper love from New York?
Hell fucking no
And I never understood that because
You ran the same
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
the seat, my weed I roll up
Smoke one to the head, come between my stomach and leg
Yeah I'm the thuggin the street
You don't want nothing with Bleek
it's on
Girl, I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything
All, even give up my street dreams (my dream)
All, anything to have you on my team (I
know the heat blowers like Daffy at the casino, nigga you better duck
But I tell them tails we never tuck
We gon' line that ass up
I from the Watts block
a man bout NIGGA
Never gave a damn about clout NIGGA
All you real niggas know
We Out Here NIGGA
I been breaking nights like a
Vampire burning bridges up
for the last time I cried tears out my eye (eye)
I became rich, never flew high (High)
Gonna give back to the street 'til I die (Die)
Never give up
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
your veins
To give that little shit in
Your chest a spark
If you lack these that mean you never
Had a beat from the start
So a cell is not an option
All
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