Lyrics:
rich by myself, I want us to all win (let's go)
I done turnt it up I'm known for walkin' (walk walkin')
I'm livin' a double life I feel like Clark Kent
double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way
think that's for the better
Before I let them take me in might fuck around and stomp the pedal
Not really in to rock and roll know niggas with that heavy
love candy though
She know how much I hate pantyhose
I know how much she love animals
But she let me stomp on her camel toe, damn
And her clit got
and Jadakiss nigga guard ya chest
[Chorus]
[DMX]
When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting
All my niggas playing god boy I'll remove you from this earth
Nah I can't get a job ya I'm on fraud & moving work
Think that I'm Bob Marley by
you set yourself on fire
I liked rock n roll
And you liked rolling with me
(Let’s roll baby)
Now I get high alone
With Pink Floyd and Crosby
And hon,
cake off
But I ain't tryna let them guys in suits
Walk all over me like Thai masseuse
'Cause Hollywood is full of rich, fat, old dudes
Pointing at their
objective.
(Warriors come out and?) props me say me nots.
Any violations won't be tolerated.
Let's not debate it if you hate it, 'cause I made it.
got,
The A-town pump,
It'll make ya whole body,
Do the A-town stomp,
Then it's off,
To the waffle house,
And pancake mix,
Ain't the only thing,
Let's go make a, uh
Let's go make a chop
Let's go make a
Let's go make a drop
Let's go make a
Let's go make a chop (aye aye)
Let's go, chop
Let's go
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Hey Grand master Bob that
Old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world
My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
to go off
Go off
I'm bout to go off
V.L
Go off
Go off
(Team up)
V
V.L
Go off
Go off
(Team up, team up)
V.L
(Team up)
V.L
Uptown
(Team up)
V.L
Go off
wanna come up
Niggas slangin' snow packs, nose running, I'ma
Let you get your mind right, homie on that weed though
Baby on them mollywhops, blinded by
voice keeps comin like a STORM
Bass should it be let go, heck no
Want to be hard, cause you failed to be techno
Rugged, ripped and rough hittin like
ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid dollars to party go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and grab her.....
Tape
I've got a real ambition for the task
Been assigned by Jesus Christ to carry out Redeemer's plans
Stepped up in the game and brought the Spirit with
sci-bi-dee-bob-bob, you don't stop
You do the rap-rap, from hip-hop to be-bop, from be-bop
To beep-beep, the Haitian kid, beeper's goin' off beep-beep
I gotta make
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
fuck
Make a false move, bet my lil nigga dump
Let off four like he Shump pockets on Sherman Clump (No kizzy)
They like lil Jayy, you be stylin'
I got
turnt)
And we gon step and spin until he meet my brothers
Like Let's put an end to dude (Let's go)
Ion do no talking I don't like interviews (Don't like
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
This Real Lifer shit baby girl, you know this G-Style
Come hop up in my coupe, let's take a ride while I freestyle
I does this
Stayed by my side and I
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