Lyrics:
guru, I can tell, bitch, uh-huh, Aziel
Cítím se tady jako fakin alien (Alien)
Smoke that shit everyday (Každej den)
TUSY Money Weed Emirates (Emirates)
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
[Mr. Lil' One (talking)]
Aight, here we go
Oh yeah... triple sixin
Mr. Lil' One, GPA
And that mothafucka Shadow
[Mr. Lil' One]
Comin through my
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
yellin', "Jesus Christ," while i was nailin' it
Really gave you love, but you was fakin' it
You my Mrs. and you stole my heart, ain't no way in hell i
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
how I wan’ make my money
Them niggas ain’t shit mane them niggas be bummin’
They fakin’ that gangsta’, they claim they be gunnin’
Mane I took that lil
seven
I work ten to the nine no 11
Aye lil' bitch I swear by the hearts on my neck
Lil' bitch when I said it I meant it
This some shit you can't afford
I been fakin'
Since I hit the west, life a lil' harder for me to face it
Baby where you at?
All alone in the home on the phone
Play my song, I ain't
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But
(Lil Fault, yah)
(Každej den dělám rap)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Každej den dělám rap
Každej track co vydám fakin hell no cap
Každej den dělám rap
Každej
could use a little reparation for all the doubtin and fakin
I been facing where I'm at now
I feel Big Brother hands on me
Saying don't you go runnin lil
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
Yeah
W
WW
Yo
WWW dot WWE lil bitch
Acting all tough when we come in the spot
My lil bro know you fakin' that shit
I don't give a fuck how much money
the South
I spit that slavery heat
Hatin' me for stuff I can't control
That drop be crazy, G
Snake in me, gotta watch they backdoor they be fakin', G
Devil
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
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