Lyrics:
(what?) non believers, I'll convince em
I'm more of a leader and eating like I'm supposed to
Talk by the older dude, stand on my own two (yes)
And I'm
game
Always knew that they would try and trip me, trick me but they couldn't
'Cause all my teachers and doctors were purists to the fullest
When they had an axe to grind
They could always grind their axe well
At the parties she designed
Now the hatchet grinders all prefer to call
and watching it grow
I got so many ways I can make money, I'll always be straight
I just thought you should know
Been on my grind, taking what's mine
I got
Money on my mind
Always on the grind
I'm a rising star
So I know I gotta shine
Money on my mind
Always on the grind
I'm a rising star
So I know I
its like this
Drinking again
Always drinking again
Having seen the consequence before
Not a day without how I hurt you
By now not even feeling too bad,
listen because these n*#% always do the same thing
These n*#% always do the same thing
Whats a night with out some liquor whats a night without taking my
keep pushing on
In this concrete jungle, from dusk 'til dawn
Rolling with my crew, we ain't got no fear
Homies by my side, we know the end is near
Every
lyin' ass heaux
And fuck you pussy ass niggas
My motivation and concentration
Is gettin' these figures
Yeah
Multiply and stack it up
Hustle, gots to grind
Bigga baby, ball like a dawg
It's enough of me to go 'round for both of y'all
Me and my clique, we the t-shirt gang
50 niggas deep, going "bang bang
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
harvey dent
I said eeny meeny miny moe
Catch that nigga by the fuckin toe
Toe tag on his ass if he think he gettin my riches
Make that bitch go bang bang
the streets
This ain't my only occupation, hittin' avenues, chasin' paper always (always) and I know how to get it
In pissy hallways (hallways) in a raw way
[Ice Cube]
Speak on it my nigga, speak on it (and my heat go)
[Chorus]
Only in California
Where niggas pull heat and run up on ya (get your
He lays face down in the desert sand, clutching his six gun in his hand
Another man shot down by my lethal hand
Everywhere I go it's always the same
blame, me
If I set this stage on fire
My new bitch she a whore
Cause she fuck with Gucci
And she fuck with Prada and
She mess with Louie
I heard she fuck
(whaat)
We're untouchable
You motherfuckers got me back on my grizzly, I'm back on the grind
I'm back to the streets, catch a beef, come back with
this i'll do
Y'all feedin us juice to make another bomb
B.O.B
Just want the M's to make my money long
Play some Chiddy Bang now I remember where i'm
Blacktop's burning, heat waves rise
Pick up my shovel, put my back to the grind
Got another job in Flagstaff and this one's paid
I work
featuring Slick Rick Snoop Doggy Dogg
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
to the hood, back to the basics, y'all
Had to learn to cook with raw, no fakin'
Y'all
Always knew that I would make it, y'all
So the failure wasn't quite my
the booth and attack
I hit this grind, the roof gon' collapse
I been broke my whole life, I have no clue what to do with these racks
Wig be laid, waist
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