Lyrics:
When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin nuttin but
counsel
Leading me to eternal Glory
Whom have I in heaven but Thee
Besides YOU, earth has nothing for me
Nuttin', Nuttin' Nuttin' at all
The cosmos gat
the Queen)
But it don't matter (but it don't matter)
Cause you ain't got nuttin, for us (you ain't got nothin.. for us)
So as long as you live, remember
you wit' me?
(Yeah)
L.B.C., N.Y.C., D.P.G., Heavy D
All up in yo' frame, Pretty Tone type game, now listen
I know this sunny who be lifty off
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
knockin all ho's, dancin a machine, uhh
True bawler, bitch case might call her
A little shorty but I like my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got
of shit
Cuz they nuttin' but shit
If they keep on talking shit
Ima make 'em eat shit motherfucker, fuck you
With my middle finger up
Motherfucker, fuck you
mend to-high-be-high hoodies
So show your face-a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger that you try to put out yours just makes me Mr. Nobody
trick on no hoes
This the code, we live by the code
Why you hard on your niggas but you soft on a ho?
I'm a ho, I know I'm a ho (I am)
I'ma go, you
but you didn't know
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo
To kill another nigga, catch him with crack, in fact
Freebase, they put in
him know)
infinity to infinity (You ain't a bitch or a ho)
I hit the bottom, there ain't nowhere else to go but up
Bad days
mouth and insert my DICK, cause you know i'm here to spit, sick ass rhymes right to your clit, yea you know i'm sick but FUCK THIS BEEF SHIT
Fuck this
the Bar Kays, why'knahmsayin?
Bitch ain't nuttin funny, bitch I ain't Bugs Bunny
Get my money bitch, I mean ho yeah you up under pimp arrest bitch
accomplishment
You standin' right here on
This stage wit' me who gi
You know in battle rap we
Get paid to spit rhymes
Normally Chico and Beasley call me
But for
They got all them gangsta lookalike know why'know
But you know what?
All them fraud magazines I'm tired of
I'm tired of us not bein on no
[Chorus:]
I'm hot nigga, it's my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold you already know you can go by wat you heard
wrong
But she juss sing along wit it
Da da da da da da da
I wish I could change butchu know I'll stay the same baby
Da da da da da da da
Wish you could
shit that you be talkin ain't nuttin but gum bumpin
Bumpin the gun pumpin
Mostly ya niggas don't want nuttin, nah
Me and my people we done frontin
In
experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
(KM.G)
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I
personal baby -- fuck you, pay me!
Ain't nuttin but ladies in my dark blue Mercedes
With the Parabas kit, got niggaz mad as shit
No we never sip unless
back door
slangin my yae-o
rollin on them po-poes
dropin that viper
smokin that indo
makin that bank roll
Stupid ass bithes
don't you know
Killa
dick
I'm surprised if you thick, and I ain't with gettin caged in
But I'm a Made Man, so I'll be ought by the A.M., what?
Chorus 2X
changed but now I know
Can't turn a ho into a housewife, baby
And there you go
There you go actin' like a ho again
There you go, there you go
There you go
a pimp n****? (Yes I'm a pimp n****)
Well spit the game n**** (Lobster and shrimp n****)
Yo, ain't nuttin changed n****, you know the name Jigga
And I
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