Lyrics:
Yeah
This beat remind me of back in the day
Sunshine chillin'
Man, tell em about your perfect Saturday
Woke up at ten, no worries at all
Another
Ten kilometres barefooted in the bush
Started raining on the way to fetch some water
Poor woman had a baby on her back
Was struck by lightning
a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
on the mix
And yeah the birthstone kid, Zev love x
And Mr X took a licking, so onyx what's the time it is?
Time is to get my cocka-doodle rooster
I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did it by myself
Don’t care if I get signed
an invisible hand
What they dub unbridled capitalism
I call disguised festering fascism
When they give us rugged individualism for the poor
We'll give a fucking
[Chorus: x2 Ludacris & DMX]
Bet a hundred (bet a hundred) bet a thousand (bet a stack)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)
Bet
could fuck you if I want to, don't want to
You a dub, boo, and your man he a bum too
You a scrub, ooh, how the fuck he even touch you
Young nigga shinin',
time
I get for de on my ten toes
D blessings dan d flop I get
For carry am na inside bowl
Everybody gotta understand
Happiness is not by chance
But by
we were cracked in the jaw
Elvis made a bundle while we remained poor
We remained poor
but we be jammin'
I'n'I will see you through [Repeat: x
And on a ten city run
In love with a truck stop girl
As he went inside, he was merrily greeted
By the girl with whom he was in love
She held out a glass
valuable then the history that is in the book.]
[Benefit]
I speak to a chosen few
Who impose a view
Held by common man, my proposal grew
I love independent
on dubs
Smokin' on dubs in clubs
Blowin' up like cocoa puffs sippin' Bud
Gettin' perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
Sitting back, getting by dick sucked by the neighborhood ho
East side local 304, stay twisted off that reefer smoke
Stay twisted off them potent
still get em
10 In one day
Man shit just got me tripping
Went the golden sun
And put ah dub
On my tennis
Looking at these n***as
Damn everybody finish
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
I'm always looking swavey
We the boys becoming men
Boosting up my rpm
Man my bank account is stuffed
Times you number by like 10
Weve made one times
right here in the tuckkkoouu
Ain't none these niggas ain't showing me loveeeeouu
And all of dese bitches yea they be a dub ouuuu
Ain't trusting nobody but
in me, i keep a dub with me and i just gotta love you more
take you down nice n slow, hit it and i’m done wit it
D E J U
Left the country for a big
Cause we playing to win
She want me to wife it
I told her to chill
Told her hell no
I ain't wifing no hoe
I keep treesh's by the low oh
And i stay 10 toes
Welcome to the Murdashow
It's Pluto nigga
Welcome to the Murdashow
Shoutout my nigga Merc man
Welcome to the Murdashow
Make sure you drop a like
Big on big
I count up 1 then I count up 10
100 more man I swear gotta get it in
Pockets thick like they takin' apetamin
If you talkin' that talk then
shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and drop your lip back
Forty-seven quick claps, spray off on something
Money,
getting it how I live, keep it real with that
[Chorus: x2]
Down South, yeah we ride on dubs
Abuse them drugs, and hoes don't get no love
We just
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