Lyrics:
could get clapped down
Im familiar I'm familiar with that mac sound
So dont get surrounded by that pack hounds
I bust a lick Jimmy chan
You cant
Eating on cinnamon grits
Grinning and shit
How a nigga spin in six
See they all say V-12
But you see me with it, TV's in it
BBs kitted
Ask who it is,
Gangstas ba-by, Dogg Pound Gangstas (Hey Daz)
[Daz]
I heard of a lot of dope ass rappers and I'm down with 'em
In deed we all smoke weed and clowned with
to renew
Their lenses
It's the Great
Of high purpose,
The difference
With transcendence,
A WizKid
They jack the essence
So,
Now,
You flunked the assessment
eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes, no fool
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
They don't want us to give you No Ceilings 3
So we givin' you No Ceilings 3, B-Side
You can't put a ceiling on our greatness
jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast
Am I losing myself
In what other people think
Like a reed tossed and shaken by the wind?
My mind is overwhelmed
With fears and doubts it can't
snatched
I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself
You won't do it by yo' self, put a nigga on a shelf
Put a nigga on a rack
It ain't nun to go
Hollywood... tell me something: have you ever met Davey Jones? or Bobby Sherman?
No.. no, I ..
I mean... David Cassady, he's so...
Jimmy Greenspoon, once I...
What ...you know.. about Rain
Nigga ...you ...aint... never... felt... pain
Got scared... by the streets.... left stains
What.. you know...
expensive
I hope that you got your bread up
Go ahead and jump out that window
I stopped playing with niggas after Nintendo
I know you niggas is pillow
You
bump and be found into greed by a
Maniac with a gat
See nowadays, niggas is like that
I pull my trigger back, the bullets go
Pump, pump, pump, now
who you're trying to be, but
I think I know what you're trying to do
And even if it don't work out
Don't let nobody get the best of you
I've been there
M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay
M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Okay
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay (MC)
I thought I'd be with you but you
M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay
M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Okay
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay (MC)
I thought I'd be with you but you
could you still hate
And you can't be in my videos wearing kill ape
Getting bud like Budweiser by the 6 pack
G26 with 16 thats for the get back
Said I was
late (be late)
You was with a fraud, how is you gon' be my love? (oh)
That nigga was a bluff (oh), that's why he would sing my stuff (oh)
That nigga
Say, boo, what's happenin'?
I need you to come see me on Saturday, alright?
Got this plan I need to run by, 'kay?
Alright, daddy love you too
Billy Bathgate
Up in Jimmy's Cafe, havin caviar
Crackin Cristal at the bar, smokin cigars
Livin large
We rob and steal, run with the mob
Doin jobs for
a gift
He told my answering machine
And he really wanted to get it to me
But where are you?
Wouldn't it be nice, Jimmy
He said
To have a normal date
For
sure)
And I can't let y'all derail me, man
I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go of Obie
Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps
her, you loved her, moved her in the crib
Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother?
Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers
Get wise
and my niggaz
[Master P]
My nigga stared at me, must be mad at me
I grew up with this nigga, how the fuck he sent the FED's at me
Boz told me, not to fuck
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