Lyrics:
a gangsta
These boys got you fooled, no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
For nearly three summers, I was known by
you there like B.I.G took niggas to New York
"Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit blazed the Philly
It's summertime
up
Its kill or be killed,
Get fucked or get fucked up, nigga
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 and a one more time
Follow my, Ghetto Commandments
Follow my,
All I do is get it
All I do is smoke weed
All I do is ride out with my boys
And puff that O.G
All I do is spit that shit
I'm so dope
Bitch I O.D
All
To do rap you have not to fuckin be
A g but a fuckin son of
Motherfuckin papi
Italian world
If you're not you're going to work
So here I am
New project
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
a run for they money
Your top three, ain't a single one of them like me
Try me, I'm courtside with shooters like Spike Lee
You a real G, but play with
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
The Representatives for the BCC
[Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see?
[Starang] Rockness Monsta, Mista S-T-R-A-N-G
[Rock] When you come through
Scarface ist Frank Ribéry
Ein waschechter G, der Handbremse zieht
Drive-By, Crimetime, Was, wer will Beef?
Charte auf 3, Fuck Polizei
Komm mit wem du
bars
Heard Ghostface was here twista
Shout out to them: Legends
I go by the name of Cassidy though
Let's get to it
My flow been ill
I never took it
Autobioaug' but it's brought up by y'all
They pressed for their ice Oksana Baiul
Stunting around here that is not the right move
They don't care about me what
as sixteen raps, feel like the bitch scream
You learned about your triple beam from me
You stopped payin for pussy and hit that ass for free
A little G
Who dat on that new track wit that rap reclined backwards
I knew that it was you but matta fact don't mind asking
Cooling on em
Moving on em
My
dead to myself
Coz I gave my rights to the One who never did me wrong
Not once, twice, not three times but four
Back to back raps for your core
Like
this biatch
(beats by the pound)
Y'all know what time it is (DPG)
What y'all thought? I wasn't gonna be on?
(get rowdy rowdy, rowdy rowdy, what?)
Here
to
The ladies and ghetto
Men
cn
csk me why
Ghetto love is the law that we live by
The Ghetto,
The G Code
The Ghetto,
The G Code
Verse 2
Rap music
The hood
Bars The Cypher
Volume 3
Choi
Huh
Testing who’s on the mic Jay4now Onye rap
Asata to the world tryna put my hood on the map
So many things I have
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
just double up
Still, I just do rap, I ain't a mobster
Bet
Go and tell these rappers better, show some respect
Someone tell these fucking labels, cut me
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
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