Lyrics:
Really something
Look at that building
Surrounded by savagery
My bros around it
It's a killing spree
Read about it
Don't talk shit
Knowledge is for free
We
the don now listen
Mumma told me stay away from gateway drugs
But I was selling drugs by the gate way cuz
I know they ain't real as they say they was
to getting better by the day
At night I be staying up how to get better
I'm hard on myself I should prolly take a break but I can't take a break
I think I
really caught
A case done a blading
Remember when my brother
Used to tell me fix up
Lil nigga on the road
I ain't really wanna listen
Look I could
Well, you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking
But she looks like a man
Well, you should see her in drag
Dressed in her polythene bag
Yes,
a couple real friends, my Mama taught me how to look for 'em
The rest of these folks, I ignore em...not important
They just talk about each other,
Pretend
motherfucker, this is Stephanie
I was waiting outside for your ass for like a fucking hour
I don't know what's going on
Motherfuckers trying to rob me, you be
motherfucker, this is Stephanie
I was waiting outside for your ass for like a fucking hour
I don't know what's going on
Motherfuckers trying to rob me, you be
the center ring
And their lies don't mean a thing
Why don't you let me try
[Lil' Rob]
You come to my town like once every week
And I can't sleep, cuz
Verse 1 ( Malique )
have you ever met a gurl that you thought was perfect
you waited for her years 'cause you know she worth it
here's a lil
Verse 1 ( Malique )
have you ever met a gurl that you thought was perfect
you waited for her years 'cause you know she worth it
here's a lil
Dear Mama
If some people came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write
grave
[Verse 2]
And by the time the nineties come around ..
Mom's had a frown since the man went down
Kites fly penitentiary bound and lil' man's left
The drums are ringin with the serious tone
Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone
Ah MC's, you like the way we swing
Well listen close and make sure you
ain't got shit
Beast mode, cheat code, no locksmith
Stay up in the hood, whole mouth like hot chips
Pop shit lil' nigga, that's what I'm best at
And I
wiz, my life
Ma we can't go wrong ma, listen to the horns ma
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden (Lil' Mo)]
It's like (I want to know) if my career catches fire
niggas listen to my words and misconstrue the message
If you ain't about that murder game then bitch nigga stop flexin
I feel like they want me to kill em
on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you
That nigga say he gon kill me when I pulled up we called his cap
You better listen when we creep or your lil dumbass getting jacked
These bitch ass
and I want it now
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now
Listen all you people, come gather round
I gotta get me a game plan,
till the funds is up
Don’t call me a hustler
Yeah baby imma GO GETTA
(Aye)
Baby drop it
Shakin all that ass don’t you stop it
listen to my music
Think i
bitch stop breathin
I call up the deadman but don't do no grievin'
Been puttin' in work, I got dreams to achieve man
Ask that lil' bitch, say I'm an evil
SHOWIN OFF THE LAKE VIEW/
LISTEN HERE LIL MAMA IMA REAL ONE/
IMA REAL BOSS I AINT EVER FEAR NONE/
HE A YOUNG BOY, BUT GET MONEY LIKE AN OLD DUDE/
BABYGIRL
a sword then ima rob her
Sauce
VVS in my mouf
Yeah a young nigga got sauce
Diamonds on my wrist wet like voss
I see lil shawty yea she got sauce
Tell that
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