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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
find ya wealth
Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'
Niggaz can't come close enough to touch
but I wonder
(Is he rich like me?) Ha-ha
(Has he taken, any time, to show you what you need to live?)
No! If he had, he wouldn't have ended up in
(12Hunna on the beat)
(Goddamn, BJ made another one)
If say how I feel
Would you really listen?
If you was all mine
I'd be all in
Came up
might blow (Who) like nitro
(Who) like black rob you, I'm like whoa
(Who) got twins (Who) like double mint
(Who) is wanted by the US government
[Chorus
in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
First off
You know what it is if you heard Drake
Making hoes wobble
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
wouldn't give an oint'
Or flinch an inch or pitch a pinch
Off the pie or ever try to try your wench
Confronted by the Devil Himself and stayed strong
You
running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by brick, boy
Coke Boys off the rip, boy
Oh me, oh my
wouldn't give an oint'
Or flinch an inch or pitch a pinch
Off the pie or ever try to try your wench
Confronted by the Devil Himself and stayed strong
You
a five-star, I'm a live star
What you got to die for? Who you want to ride for?
Fuck dying! (Fuck dying!)
Don Mega!
It's the suspect king
trying to see some better days
The suns up catch those rays
Butterfly style who's got chase
[Chorus: x2]
But she still dreams after she woke
Tight
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
When you wake up in the morning
Blue cheese in my off whites
Blue cheese in my off whites
(Uhh, uhh)
Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
I had to take my
leave with me
And you don't know because you got your girl with you
Bring her with you, bring her with you!
I got a place you can stay in my crib,
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
How freaky can you get to a long fat dick
Hella freaky like i said to a song that hit
I'm the dirty rapper Too Short, the triple X
Run up in
(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new
when the income is nothin'
And the heat never be on so get that heat from the oven
It's humility, still humanized by these memories
You and I could never
on the nightstand, sitting by the lotion
I got her open, got her floating off this purple potion
Just take a hit, no time to quit because you gotta smoke this
I gotta
I was ten, I was a hip-hoppin' shorty wop
Known for rocking microphones and twisting off a forty top, yeah
(One time for your mind, one time)
to murder me (Naw hold up man don't shoot, I live over there)
Land of the beautiful (ay, ay man what you doin)
Cursed by the hate we throw (you trippin' dawg)
the bay bitch
Call them shooting stars
You seen a hundred fallen angels
I was at the birth of Christ you can see me by the stable
Off the X
Not in my head
the tide, overcome our pride
Take off our shoes, this place we're standing on is holy ground
Get out of doing the things you do in the dark
Keep the flame
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