Lyrics:
he got his address (ha)
Zimmermann still livin', we should all be ashamed
50 got a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame
JAY-Z distributin' marijuana
Searchin' for better, yet it's gettin' worse,
Presently, I exert the force of its life-like energy
With hindsight memory
Beyond the right identity
It should
pocket homie
I got the r-rocket on me
Dare you nigga t-try try me homie
For the love of spread
I'ma butter bread
Man I prolly should be dead
Was it
you see he in the zone
Dudes try to be like 'em, can't you see he gettin' cloned
All this blue and this yellow, can't you see it in the stones
And yeah
bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your bubblegoose
You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should
it.
Our plan requires action and innovation.
No relaxin’, we can’t sit on our hands just waitin’.
This might be our only chance. We have to take it
noise
Of a space typhoon
So we sippin' on poisen
But it taste like brew
We all kinda trippin'
Gettin' baked since noon
Nice and equipped
With brand new
how you made it out like I was in the wrong
Worked for free all those hours while you dragged me along
You should be happy I'm strong, a weaker man
to be number one
Now I'ma step on you, bring it to yo' yard
Bogart for arts, we go hard
You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the west
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
[Bizzy]
Really be off and inna
be getting mad quick
And I got a bad bitch from the UK
Fuck me to a new day
We should do something
Fuck hearing what you say
Like, I got a bad bitch
beat ride
In your G ride
We gettin' me right
Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
Now it's I, with that stylish flow
So niggas step back or heads
I just dropped the top up off my whip, now I'm gettin' lit
People askin' for another album, know it's gonna be a hit
Your friend is tryna rap, he
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
gotta be consistent, we can't just pick and choose
That means you and I would be eliminated right? Because we think evil stuff
If that's true, we should
gettin wasted
We got the weed
Not wit the basic
Not wit the basic
We smokin strong
Roll blunts just to face it
Yeah just to face it
I am her pilot
She
Why you always gotta be the one to envy me?
I seen it comin'
Now you becomin’ a memory
This for thinkin’ that you was ever ahead of me
Yeah
No, you
motherfucker, let's go
Here we go, let's get it all
All I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite
Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte
You mad
It’s a cold world and we live in dreams
And by any means gotta chase the green
A lotta hands when I touched it made my hands bleed
While they lookin
be greeting these bitches like,
"Hey Maid!"
You know I dont play,
Bitches head hunters, but don't ever run a fade.
Hoes is weak, we can't relate.
I got
gettin' 'em killed
For real, it's how I feel
Reflect my thoughts, flowin' on these reels
Make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peeled
We still
gettin' 'em killed
For real, it's how I feel
Reflect my thoughts, flowin' on these reels
Make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peeled
We still
the best of 'em, mothafuck the rest of 'em
Well now I'm nestled in the Tesla eatin' pretzels, haaa?
I should prolly put a wetsuit on
I'll be right back
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