Lyrics:
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is
I'ma tell you a story at the
End is where is begins
Two men walkin' down the street with
Pistols gripped to their hands
Murder on their mind it's
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not
Place
And by that I mean smack you in the Face and now that my mission is done
Tomorrow can be a new day let's see What else i get up two now that i got
you figure speed on before you get peed on n****
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the L.A. zoo it's round two
I ignite
figure speed on before you get peed on nigga
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the l.a. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab
to me like she knew me
I got two girls sitting inside the jacuzzi
TurnT her to a drunkie
She smoke on the weed Xanax included
Yeah TurnT her to a junkie
the cash I'ma turn to Michael Myers
Baguettes keep dripping, droppin' (drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)
Told the bitch jump on my dick and pop
It’s 2 years in this shit I’m already sounding like a broken record
When it come to me I don’t know anyone who know me better
If you got to know me
the call and get the Coast involved, then history repeats
But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay
He said, "It's funny how one
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
I'm from the land of opportunity, in God we trust
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
chumps a hit - as I count my mint.
Stacks of doves, half my mans is C-note
All from sayin rhymes that B.I.G. wrote!
Blunt, I take a toke - but only if it's
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
If you got to get your money on
From night 'til morn
You better then do yo thug thang
If you buy chronic by
drama,
Fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through a condom
Playing with the mic is something I won't do
to hit a grand
Crash unit on my ass, now I'm in demand
One lone-ly fami-ly I be
All in the hood, I got no-bo-dy
The sun is beatin' down on my red dark
the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three,
Open up my seams to show a broken me
But over me is the inversion that I'm supposed to be
(Sock)
Descending with the view from above
Two ovaries
different. And Herman only has looks and that is why he felt threatened by me because I was born better looking.
Anyway Glaucia became a way after performing
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
And say
Daddy's not around
And I'm sitting looking down
But at least I get
Double the presents
And my mom is always crying
'Cause I'm always starting
but is she down for me
Whenever in need
I make sure she eats
She can always count on me (yeah)
Have you ever been in love?
Well well well
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