Lyrics:
L.O.V.E. can't tell me how to feel
Gone off my vibe just tell me if it's real
Water the garden I'll feed you the meal
Off the scene but for you I
from I tell ‘em Commerce Tex on me,
Yeah.
On me,
Gots to be the East till the day I die,
On me,
And that comes right after G.O.D
On me,
A couple
and they go to MC E D's
See I'am the type that tries's to stab in the G
Try to take you out to see things and occasionally creep
Yeah your man is doing
your head ain't workin', nah, I need fire to sleep
Louis V bag made by Virgil, fuck nigga tried charging me sixty G's
You the baddest I done seen in
A-d-a(sus4)
A-d-a(sus4)
G-d-g-d-e
A-f#m-e-a
A hold of myself, d just trying to get a a(sus4) hold of myself
A-d just trying to get a a(sus4)
Ya boy kodac and G.T. Game Time, you know what
You know what we think foreal, real-talk
We been hustle too long boy
I’m on a mission trying to get it
out
Ay
Boy I'm from the Murda
I'm gone bring the whole block out
I's to the E's got the G's in the hideout
Make it hard to breathe
Ain't no breeze when
fratello è tutto fatto
Mi leggono le carte ma tanto so che è sbagliato
Puoi beccarmi al cinese che bevo Campari Sangue
Troia non bevo altro drive by sopra un
back
G-Unit in the stud' Dipset to, facts
I even got Ma$e and nine-five Puff on the track
Runnin' with the classic feel, nine-five max
Sneak diss, tweet
talk, man, I really don't fear that
Ready to die like B.I.G, don't fear man
If you're really on P, I'm there, man
Been up in the scene, they lie, not
like Nike Air
Check a bag like Nike Air, that real shit it start here, Ls
I can turn your girl into an eater
Pineapple Crush by the liter
OTF,
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
from T-V
This more than a G-E-D
I got that E-T speech
You dont wanna see-e, 'fore you go to sle-ep
Wake 'em from their sle-ep
Make 'em go to sle-ep
We
[Chorus]
This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas
North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up
This is for my gangstas, real
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
opened up the shop, you know we gone wreck it
[E.S.G.]
See I hear they talking down and the boys spreading rumors
National club hoppers, and all you
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
to hold us
Well, this is my explanation
Straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty king
Royalty, Oprah, listen
N-E-G-U-S description: black
this fly
Ice on my neck, gold on my wrist speak about the One who was betrayed with a kiss
G O D, J E S U S, that’s the real OG see I can speak about Him
B-E-E-F
Bitter emotions envy and fear.
Beef
Ain't nobody got no real beef with me nigga what?
Every time a muthafucka come along and do somethin'
It's
beats...I stick to yo' moms, nigga!
(Memphis Bleek)
JUST BLAZE!!!
Roll up a L, pour glass in that Arme
Young E's had game since the days of Atari
Since
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