Lyrics:
on right now let's talk)
About a time and place when
We thought we'd never see tomorrow
From all the drama
Let's talk about it
Coming up life was so real
my crib where they stay
No Rob Kelly
I'm keeping it real
I put hoes in they muhfuckin feels
I'm still chasing a muhfuckin thrill
Tryna put forgiatos
DoggWood on the track, bitch
Marc Ballin
Listen, gotta be real smart when you're making these moves
I know I can make it, just needed the tools
When
blood thirsty
[Chorus]
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore?
So what's hardcore? Really, are you hardcore?
We begin our day by the way
week I got a mil'
Its Young Money, open the bar
If you dont know who we is, I bet they know who we are
No Kelly just NO and LA
Come to fuck shit up
percent of adults
Commonly believed to only affect boys
Because they are perceived as rowdy and rambunctious
One time for them prayin' on my downfall
hostily leaving the modesty prodigies wanting me but I'm no property
I am whats next when I'm passing by bitches be breaking their necks
I'm only being real
shit from Kelly, till this ting's a piece of cola
Cash money, big time, a high roller
Don't talk about feelings, talk to me about a quarter
I'm talkin'
reo(?) get at me ho
I make these hos happy tho cause I'm there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my team
But give are kelly a call I think like em 13
don't rap but every month he drops
Flicking my ashes at the Undie cops
Pistol on me, hands in my pants like Kelly Bundy's pops
Naughty by nature, this
Wish they been the places that I been
Momma always say never mind em
It’s all by design to wreck the game with the timing
My slick talk could put my baby
or LL Cool J
Or in my bedroom with a swell dame
Half naked, sweating, freaking to R. Kelly’s Twelve Play
I’m talking bout high school dances
Grinding
she lookin' real good that's everyday
Nasty ass bitch, she wanna taste how she taste
R.O.D., baby, wanna ride a nigga wave
Thirty chains sittin' on my
the
real ones that are burning
I say, please don't pass me by,
oh now, please don't pass me by,
for I am blind, yeah but you can see,
ah now, I've been
washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiisssssss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get
and my bars
Are so lyrically surgical, very unmerciful
What I did is so irreversible
Keep to myself so incontrovertible
Put myself in the game
Cause I'm
I think I'm dealing with some plants
Gave me some pills, said "keep it real", medicate your brain
I live my life just like a fragile, time is out
Temporary people are dangerous
So dont get caught trapped in their lights
Cuz the fact is they might be attractive by sight
But the chances are they only
Been through it all man I seen it all
Bodies dropping left and right that dub city real talk
Stay on you're toes watching every car that passes by
Keisha off belly
Love when I throw it, ass move like some jelly
Yeahh
Fucking to Boosie can't do no R. Kelly
He beat up the cat, guess I'm Tom and he Jerry
been putting work in lately
I've been on my grind
Off the drink
I feel like R-Kelly
I believe i could fly
I am so impatient yeah so
Don't waste my time
the brand new shake (uh huh)
Got me pissin' on hoes like the R. Kelly tape
If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah)
See me in court, my
my backhand
R. Kelly get pissed on, show you what's happening
Real lethal nigga give a fuck about your grandad
Anybody can get it including your fam
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