Lyrics:
FUCK WITT US
[Cam'ron:]
Why should I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my name
E 5 to his brain, die for the chain
Zeek hit the side of his brain,
like we Really friends
But Fuck ‘em fuck ‘em fuck ‘em right?
Two dimension minds ain’t alike
I gotta keep my back up to the wall
Gotta show them I can
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, Mr. Flamboyant
Yes, motherfucker
As a youngster I never knew
'm making my statement
Wonder where the day went
It's all entertainment!
It's just entertainment!
Leaping Lenny
1st verse
This is one for my constituents
This is one for my constituents
Two for the show
And three for
Barbiturates
For drugs sex money
And guns
The omnipotent
For dough boys
Rickies and treys
tap my phone, look (y'all can't never hurt
us)
Verse 2: (Mr. Mr.)
I pass through more bills than congress in D.C.
stacks so thick you think you see
for. I mean the next generation, ya' heard me?
Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!]
1st Verse: [Master P -- Fiend]
[Master P:]
Somebody musta' told these
to have yo baby.
Verse Two: [Silkk The Shocker]
See I met this bad ass trick,
I mean this bad ass bitch.
Tellin' her friends about month go
rock this place
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Comeon everybody, lets rock this place
[Verse 1:]
Doggy Dogg, you are the best,
Rock this beat
Uh oh, uh oh, oh, oh oh
They ain't ready for this (hey)
L.T Hutton (ooh)
T.I
Ashanti
It's that new 'Pac, y'all
Pac's life
(Everybody needs
I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
Draco got a lil kick back
Break a xanny bar down
Like a kit kat
No chit chat
Where them zips at
Addict number two number one had a relapse
Feeling
muf**ka bang
Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang
[Verse 2
number, I hear a click every time(2x)
Mr. 3 strikes, Mr. Behind bars
Mr. Stuck in the system tryna be a hood star
Mr. 5-10, tryna dodge a 9-5
Mr. Won't be
HOOK - (Repeat 2X)
(Woff Gang)
Ain’t gotta fall in luv baby we could fall in lyk
Know you got some problems be the answer for tonight
Know I
Knock his shit off, Mr. Potato Head (Mr. P-, yeah)
I'm in California smokin' baby legs (smokin' baby legs)
I just paid a thousand for an eight of red
'm comin to see her; I'll be in Kali for Christmas
If I'm dirty I'm gone drive cuz I want you to know
Mr. Bigg's in the muthafuckin show talking bout
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
I'm simpin' like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford on ig a porch on this side it's really no judging
She faking she really lil pumped it and I'm hating that
the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep),
I Miss You
Mr Lil One ( Album : Once in a Decade Pt. 2 )
Yeah, I wanna dedicate this one to my Mother and my Father
Here we go
I'll be showin' up
no thing for us to blast
(And twist your cap and leave a hole in your ass).
Verse 2:
I'm scopin' niggas out.
Show me the trigger and watch me
as fuck
I keep flirting with Flex and
He ain’t tryna fuck
Now I’m confused, I'ma leave
I just think that he hate me
I thought I came here so he’d date me
He
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