Lyrics:
nigga
South side till I die
Mississippi
Weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
Your ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can
for fuckin' up your shit
(It ain't no motherfuckin' peace when they see me)
'Cause we never had a motherfuckin' peace treaty
So I know I got to get
caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
Now I got a cousin by the name of Vaughan Lee
Better known to y'all as Cutmaster Cool V
He cuts, scratch,
better get armed and ready
You'll vomit all your mom's spaghetti when you're harmed by Freddy
Five Nights at Freddy's
This bear's no teddy
Can you make it
"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
Sermon
"Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
And ya
trynna get on Forbes list
Cos if it don't buy no robux for my only child then your 2 cent worthless
Opinions never made no purchase
Go on put it back in
shoes
Your weak excuse, it don’t amuse
It just gives her the blues
No, you ain’t gotta groove like Kevin Bacon in Footloose
Just know she won’t wait
won't multiply
Fuck niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J
Man, you gotta watch out for
never went
I get money, it get spent
Every dollar, every cent
I'm in a bad predicament
I just shoulda never went
Shoulda never went
Shoulda never went
I
5
Nigga I'm just trynna get on Forbes list
Cos if it don't buy no robux for my only child then your 2 cent worthless
Opinions never made no purchase
exposed to contamination and disease
And only fifty-five percent of them will get degrees
And the women have to try to placate the boss
Because it's sex
picture that
I stay strapped, motherfuckers better get your gat
It ain't easy bein' me, I can't take it
Life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it
Down and out or down bad
That don't stop no shit
Hands down no hands out
You gotta handle your business
To my brothers
Making trees move
To feed their
Premium gas I broke down on my jeans
See me go I won't slow down in the V
Gotta keep me a blicker
Don't talk back to me
Pass that off like a flicker
To a funky beat to make you have a ball and
Jump, make you move your rump on the floor and like pump
C'mon don't be a chump, I see four and maybe five
[Mase]
Yo just think if you could rewind time
And start your life all over again
What would you give and what would you keep?
You
and you know I'm you're Jodeci
You got your name from overseas
We don't do plain Jane, get her new VVs
Let her watch Dora on big TV
By the way I growed
pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
Behind that bush and when they roll by
We
we can't move forward
If you follow the current president then you a coward
Blinded by hatred deep inside of your eyes
To me we all equal cause
I'm trying to lead
And breed more than a couple hundred dollars or cents
So I don't have to get all bent out of shape over the rent
But that's easier
passing by
Put them up don't you deny
And keep your vibration high
When it's time to groove it off
I don't think I willing get enough
When it's time for
gotta survive and you're holding me back
Will you make it clap
No take backs
This life is only for the strong
We gotta be hand by hand
Even when your man
around your way
It's been a long time
Long time long time
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation
What I'm
drive
I don’t let no one ever try me, I been staying 10 since 10 minus 5
Sorry that I gotta go, I gotta get back on the road, my show is tonight
I was
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