Lyrics:
duper high
Super stupid fried, two for five
Two and two for nine for a cutie pie
Shorty bad smack her on the
Ass she a cutie pie
My crew on fire, fuck her
and plenty
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides,
see myself gettin' bodied by a clown-ass nigga
That ain't even from my town
Hit him up in the chest and now he's layin' me down dead
And up from
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
like a riddle
I got a fetish for titties, I nibble on the nipple
Then trespass on your property like monopoly
Subdue your crew and beat that ass properly
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings
Everyday bitch I'm ballin like Kobe
You broke boys still live in the moment
These niggas they mad they sick
Me, I'm a FLY ASS CRIP
Run up with the stick get
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede
and I want a lot"
Shirley fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot
Oh shit!
Egyptian, brown skin brown suede
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
friends till forever
Even if we're broke we don't give a fuck
Tear it up, live it up girl!
Tear it up, live it up now!
Tear it up, live it up!
My best
[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw some
do nothing
Dead Ops yeah we got two of em Really got a few of em
Put me in the song they gon' put you in a suit cuz
Long live Tenny used to ride with
I'll give you good and plenty ('94)
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green
I'll give you good and plenty ('94)
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green
came
They wonderin, how the hell he just won't stop and
They wonderin, how this nigga stays so hot
Well it's a combination of five things I live by
I
boy my closet worth bought a key of coke
Ion even pour a deuce when I'm by myself it's a three of more
Ion never see myself going broke cuz I done
motherfuckers are still unknown and broke
And I'm stankin' rich
My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch
So shut your trap
When it comes to this level of game,
wi kick yuh ass to the middle a next week,
[Verse 2: ]
A nuff a dem a watch mi an dem caa match mi crew,
Tell dem go suck dem gal until har
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
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