Lyrics:
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
nothing to it (nothin' to it), I boss
Ooh, real one, uh, I'm a boss
(Let me get 'em, Bey) oh yeah
Hundred million crib, three million watch, all facts
shit
I'm doing the most
I'm doley, they clicked up
And still don't want smoke
In the city, I'm spliffed up
3 grams Raw fronto, rollin
Big fucking dope,
likes you, like I like you
I'm aight with her, she aight with me, be my part time loverr..
[Verse 2]
Girl your ass fat like Joe, you real sweet like Ja
Backstabbers, parasites, slanderers, politics
F AROUND AND FIND OUT JUST HOW REAL IT IS (oh shit)
Fat booties, baby mamas, twins, triplets
F AROUND AND FIND OUT
old prankster
This is simply banta
But I can see how shit can turn real
If people call out your name
Like a dodgy present from Santa
My mantra
always, get my dick sucked on the highway
Verse Three: Eightball, MJG
My way (pimp til I dieee) fuck a hoe
Unless that hoe is breakin me off some
bank
Account is evergreen, your shit is Millhouse
Throwin' singles in the club
Your money still spouse
Fuckin' Joe Schmo, just because he famous
Bitches
Follow that cab it got dope in it, uhh
My potnah $hort got hoes in it
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real
The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do
This shit is,
Overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
like gyro
Shit ain't the same and I got jokes
Punchlines connected with my quotes
I'm on a landslide and I got votes
And I'm leaping off of that top
vocals
Real rhymes, it's 3 in the morning
I'm hot as a bitch
I'm up in Scotland in Norfolk
Not Europe just rapping
This shit gets no hotter than this
Man I
Espresso, 2 espresso, give me 3, bitch I'm me
Never give a fuck about what people think
Keep it real, keep it real, need respect and honesty
And I ain't even
the pot
Fat shit hit him all over his butt
Uh, uh, yeah
Free Eagle
Real deal one, got his stuff in the sheet
Got sticks on his brother if he want it from
Wura booth mu a me nkye,
ɛtɔ da bi a me ntwerɛ,
Killed everyone on the hit list,
Only one I miss is, my missus,
Married in real life, rap
get a bag[02:03.28]How you talking to my old girl[02:05.19]You a rat[02:06.39]Why you talking shit, bro, your girl is fat[02:09.77]Three times real
dough, to hit the studio
Blowin, niggaz ain't knowin, how far this shit is goin
I wrote all my shit, but niggaz always talkin bout what I owe them
But
it's real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it's real
Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck
Caught by
On the three peat like back in 03's
Middle of your eyes lock on with that beam I'm a real lifer I'm takin the high speed
With a opp in the blunt and the glock
went overboard now I'm overbooked
Ab-Soul, Luke Just, my life is like an open book
Read between the lines nigga
I did this shit legally blind nigga
Yeah,
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
shit in a motherfucking hurry
I'm looking at this chick, real thick, her name is Cheri
Big fat booty and her pootie was hairy, c'mon biatch!
[Chorus]
I had to pass this shit in a motherfucking hurry
I'm looking at this chick, real thick, her name is Cheri
Big fat booty and her pootie was hairy,
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