Lyrics:
the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D)
It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me
You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye
Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your
body in a ditch
Shout-out, my nigga, oddwin
We do not fall, I cannot lose shoot
Hit 'em with the Shadow Clone jutsu
I'm kidding, I am the best
I swear I
the night it get dark and dark
I'ma shoot at the bitch I won't miss Tony Parker
Bitch all on my dick but I really won't dodge
My head made me a plan and I
don't let you know what's really going on
Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle
get the badge
If you battle with the best
You gettin' bullied! With Silver Rival
You gon' need a silver bullet!
Trigger pull it
I'm pushing my Pokemon
arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen
knows
Almost felt like I couldn't be saved, oh no
I tripped on ice and slipped in snow
It froze my body, snuffed me out and left me cold
But silly me, I
We get that paper baby boy, it's easy
You want to be who? You can't be me
Shorty gave me that ass on GP
Rollin' in a G-500, or the Porsche, roof open
don't really know people
And I'm people too I don't hide my intentions
If you against my interest you better give it your best
These hours I don't use
blowin' the black out the roof
It's too much blood spilled on my boots, I can't even ask for a truce
Heard I'm in town, they get spooked
Fake ass
gonna miss
Gotta rollie on my wrist
But i’m clean like a swif
Go ahead shoot your shot, but you’re just gonna miss boy
Rollie in my wrist
Clean just like
hate
I'll push through, and never give up
Wrap it up, almost done
I can see the ending, ready
I've met many souls on the way
I'm gonna let them rest
valuable (picture that)
SWAT team woulda been out there movin' all tactical
They woulda shot us on TV it woulda been tragical
I'm thinkin' bout the Travis
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
And I ain't perfect
But I'm certain it's working
Smoking purple for
Emergency purposes
And I know where the surface is
And I'm over my nervousness
And I'm
I'm fittin to PO-PO wit a flame thrower like I told yo' befo' ya know
You can't handle it
You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who
an arrest
He can't kick it, unless he writes a ticket
He got a nasty way, attitude everyday
It makes me kinda mad cause I really can't hit him
But
Aint rapped in a while but fuck it im sinked in
Yall gonna hear me out the way you listen to Big spit
Flow tight like feet wrapped up in tube socks
motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me
not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me not, this may be
the lamp down
Kiss me in the blackout
Lose the boy
And meet me in the bathroom
I'm homewrecker
Sorry that I'm better
But I can't fall in love
I can't help it
LBC, gun in my hand
It's the turf by the surf but we don't play in the sand
We just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride out
Let it C known, nigga
up, they can't stop us
It ain't a gangsta party 'til we go and dig Pac up
I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on
Hughey P. Lewis with Air Force
it, I'm Poe-in' up
But I never had a drink, "Sydney, Tyler's throwing up!"
My nigga Jasper said if I drink and get drunk enough
I won't feel
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