Lyrics:
this lil' pimpin,
Im breakin niggaz like wody,
But nothin but game i been given,
Stay away from we nigazz, Who consolidating my figures,
But if you cross
when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Chorus (2X)
[Master P]
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just
the bag, I been tryna get the loot yuh
Talkin hella shit bruh, who the fuck are you? yuh
You ain't even know me lil bih, I'm the truth yuh
Really out here
all on my grind, purple be easin' my mind
And they runnin', they runnin'
We gunnin', we gunnin', we're gonna hit one at a time, time
Them bad
mothafucka
I be on these blocks on my own mouhfucka
These niggas wanna be me so much
I'm not wrong mr blue in reservoir dogs
How I take on a Dutch how I take
smoke
I'm the type
To go get the bag
Run up the bag
Bring a bigger bag back
That's a fact muhfucka
No cap
Real rap mothafucka
Bring it back mothafucka
Ima
booming, I be bugging with the prepaid
Geeking off this jigga man, I love it off the rozay
I'm that Migo that you call to get it gone by the morning
If you
fucking son, he gon' be missing soon
Hey Mrs. Frizzle, can you leave me alone
I don't wanna see that bitch's bone
I seen his blood when I got him gone
Ain't
of the better veterans
Who murderin' and get up on the beat
And be the one up in the middle
Of the battle and I'm ready
For the war, I be the one and when I do it
listen to the flow though
Listen to the G.O.A.T.
Lunch line, young nigga from the 'Go, though
I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?
When I'm with
I'd like to have stand up, who's a very very proud man
He used to be many years ago, a bad land farmer down in Dias, Arkansas
But he's Johnny Cash's
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
out the kid like a pretzel
I could make her fold
Bad bitches come and go
But you know I knock em' down
Moppy got them hoes by the time
He get around
Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine
'm taking shots of purple water, lil' bitch, I ain't tipsy
I think his thot want a rich nigga and his pockets empty
Call that lil' nigga R. Kelly 'cause he
All of you bitches is weird on the Bible (weird on the Bible)
Talkin' shit when ain't nobody by you
I could never be judged by a bitch that was dancin'
even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about
the Block
She Didn't act like a Groupie
Type of girl you take to a Dinner and a Movie
But I'd rather be Lonely
Kickin it by Myself & Gettin Money Lil' Homie
a chance because yolo
I get it back in blood that stain on my kicks
Mothafuckas won't be playing with this
Cause I'ma slide like this Tokyo drift
I turn his
feat. Mr. Lil One
[Mr. Lil One]
Everybody want to be knowing
How I be doing it when I be flowing
back up in this motherfucker
ready to server you
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
Who that be BME you know me, niggas testin' my clique
I'm a show ya that I'm a G
Yeah, that's the same nigga, fuckin' your daughter
With the pimpin' out
Kid!
Three bad bitches in the morning
Brand new Gucci sheets that I imported
Try to call me now 'bout money, I ignore them
Ayy, you bad, but lil
It puts what you did wrong in the distance by foggin your senses
I harbor resentment for bandwagons, and tailgaters
Braggart cats who ain't graduate
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