Lyrics:
I sold out my share now they getting it(Sold)
A holder of profit I'm spending it(Cash)
Why don't people be themselves they making comments that they
droppin' plates
You said it couldn't be done
Told me that it's the kind of battle that just couldn't be won, you know
"You're too sick, too hard, too
droppin' plates
You said it couldn't be done
Told me that it's the kind of battle that just couldn't be won, you know
"You're too sick, too hard, too
sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be
(Rising to the top)
(Number one)
Oh let's go
Derrty ENT
Nigga, we all we got, ayy
We all we got
Okay, can you hear me?
They said I was
sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be
number seven: don't end up a felon, God is your weapon, protection from heaven (Yessir)
Rule number eight: obtain your own plate, follow these rules before
for niggas who desire to roast on me
The devil walked in the Vatican and killed the clergy
Angelic numbers on the highway when I see the signs
I step
on the interstate
Half full glass wit a mountain of cash
Out early wit a big steak on a full plate
Men lie woman lie but the numbers won't
Hopefully I speak the truth
to listen to the harmony
Angel numbers on my license plate no vanity
This is my synthesis
This is my alchemy
Angel numbers on my license plate no vanity
This
Yeah "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs keep it real, I get ill
Number one, this will rock! "the
Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle
Yeah "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs keep it real, I get ill
Number one, this will rock! "the
a nuisance
Steve Maddens holding my deuces
Tats on my neck
To you lawmakers, debt holders: fuck you
I'm useless
I roll around town with Mike Buseys
Outcast who
What's your number plate
What's your number plate
Soldier
What's your number plate
What's your number plate
Soldier
Make up your mind, live
Seven and eight
Seven and eight
See the numbers on a crate
Pick your numbers from the crate
Seven and eight
Seven and eight
See the numbers on a plate
be prepared to bare the loss
Of your precious time
To plugging in the aux
Mixing some shit much hotter than Mrs Balls sauce
Multiply my numbers to even
of progression
As the driver swings the limo to the other side
Let the games begin, blow a song to the wind
As a ticket holder to the circus shoulders the plate
plates
Them Tarheel and NC State
Yes, NC's great
Cheerwine and my NC steak
Wouldn't rather be in any place
This that NC state
Ridin' round in my NC plates
a sick scene
Then onto eighteen, my plate, I licked clean
Then I turned nineteen, went on to find me
Turned twenty, then went on to twenty one, see I'm
the numbers on a plate
Write the numbers on a slate
Seven and eight
Seven and eight
Don't you wanna sing along?
Learning numbers makes you strong
Say it!!!
Brothers, sisters, holders of earth
Don't bear your teeth to the ignorance
Embrace the moment for what it is
I can't remember the last
I took your advice,
Yeah "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs keep it real, I get ill
Number one, this will rock! "the
Rule number one neva fall out bout no hoe just get to the money go ghost
Rule number two never put hoes over bros just stay down stick to the code
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