Lyrics:
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
my thang til' they put me in the grave
I'ma hustler til' the end until then
I'm gonna grind til' I can't
I'ma make diamonds under pressure
On ten toes
i'ma motherfuckin nigga til i diz-ie
(6x) n n, dup dup, dup double you, a a, a a
Man I can't lie
This don't look right slime
I ball, get cream (Kareem) like Abdul
Ya bars
(Jabbar) ain't off the hook like mine
Look, I'ma shine 'til
Ma'am?
N N, dup dup, dup double you, a a, a a [Repeat: x2]
[Ice Cube]
(N N, dup dup, dup double you, a a, a a) What the fuck's up Dre
[Dr Dre]
Ma'am?
N N, dup dup, dup double you, a a, a a [Repeat: x2]
[Ice Cube]
(N N, dup dup, dup double you, a a, a a) What the fuck's up Dre
[Dr Dre]
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Smack goes to flip the coin
Toss arsonal and Cassidy get
In an argument about who gets to
Pick "tails" as their choice
I said once again I'm here
studiogitaristen til å fikse de utleverte stemmene, og
kaster inn håndkleet. Flere andre gitarister blir innkalt, men må gi seg etter tur. Da var det, ifølge et
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Gotta have that
Uh, uh, uh
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh,
Gotta have that
Uh, uh, uh
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh,
the last question
Damn, ma'am, please, please
Please help me out
New Malcolm X, by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream
'Til it turned
down with no fight, man
If you worry about it I'ma have to bust ya, kid
(knock me out, knock me out)
Not here
Deep
(got to be deep...i was...)
Killing these niggas, wrist might get time in the feds
I'm stunting, Evel Knievel, dirty Sprite by the liter
Let that top down on my Beamer til' I'm tired
summers
You know I keep it G, like ten hundreds
I won't fuck that nasty bitch wearing ten condoms
The chain cost me like ten Hondas
2Pac, dear ma, I'm
to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding
I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
to party
We can party right right right here like
La dee da dee won't you come with me to party
We can party til the break of dawn shake it all night long
La
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
I hope it's alright
Shorty, I'm gonna go hard tonight
(Hendrix)
I hope you're ready, babe
(Kells)
I hope you're ready cause
I'ma, I'ma tear
Yeah, fast money don't tempt me (Tempt me)
I'ma hit the bank 'til it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going straight to a ten-piece (One by one; piece)
Yeah, fast money don't tempt me (Tempt me)
I'ma hit the bank 'til it's empty (Empty)
One by one, going straight to a ten-piece (One by one; piece)
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