Lyrics:
a tax evasion
Giving niggas cuts
Like I was the radio station
But the only clip I'm airing
Is aluminum cases
Like the county
You better be where I'm
U.W.U y'all at ease
Need armies to harm
Me cause hardly
Y'all scar me
U.W.U y'all could breath
Die by the lie
Or the live the truth
With the U.W.U
U.W.U
crew, flippin' over 62's
'Cause GED wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out
just a freaky note, from me to you
At the bottom I signed it Playboy II
I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigger in my crew
I bump
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
come around jockin
On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin
Don't come frontin askin me for a pound
You ain't invited means you simply ain't
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
those who's blessin thee, mic, but too aggressively
Relax, man, let it come natural, feel the ecstacy
When you're holdin the mic, you should expect to be
like Mike Jack if you wanna be starting something / said my oddly aggressive side with all its gumption / to the man in the mirror just steer clear
that rental off
Tell her to stop dancing in the back
Tell ya men to pause
If you got something on your chest then get if off
Cause that facade that you
Clap)
(Stop, Clap)
(One, two, one two three)
Proceeds to perform RUN live
Calabasas, california 8pm monday night
Got big arms
What's up with you
Black N' Blue
I just wanna turn up with ma crew
What to do
Which bottle should I choose
Black N' Blue
Fuck you you you and you
You know what to do
was trapping should've went to law school
I was steady trying to find a carpool
Two glicks on me like I'm Deadpool
Try to run up on me you was wrong
was Steven Seagal
Sometimes I carry a glock and other times an eagle
And my dick's so damn big that shit should be illegal
Went from a fade to a 'fro
your drum machine away and start beating on your desk. Dont ask why you should be solving for x. Confused? Allow me put the culture all in context. Hip
mastering a masterpiece please
Whack rappers leave that music unreleased
And ask yourself just what type of artist you wanna be
Cos vacancies are limited
no parts in that
You style so pussy, last name should be Cat
We takin it back, like flea stacks and pylons
Wit the ladies in a frenzy, runnin' they
disappear with my bitch in
A Mit'subishi Eclipse
Read my lips, I kill you
Blood will spill too
Did I say thank you? I grant you
Three wishes cause I be
supposed to do Now, Now
You don't hold me down hey
You never hold me down
Gotta get it how you live
And How I live isn't your business
Only witness is
're a liar
Should be a certified pariah
You're a Judas, you're a hypocrite, a thief
And come the day we'll see you pay
For the misery and the grief
Just read
will still be rocking
You waste your time battling me I got mine happening, see?
You should have thought G, a little bit sooner
Instead of battling
It's love that I choose
Above the tossed and aloof
People forget it was you
Too proud to show where credit is due
I edit these queues
Not battling
You should learn the way its done
She down bad, a couple months
Yeah, these hoes be tryna flex on me
No reason for the stunt
Spent 2 weekends in
like a du-rag and some grease
You must be crazy tryna play me
I been dedicated since King Tut the third, baby
Lyrical chemist, rhyme menace, diminish
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