Lyrics:
ahead let em drive by
Riding slow baby I'm cruising
Ain't worried bout a thang yea I'm cooling
Riding slow baby I'm cruising
Ain't worried bout a thang
baby in dat G4 but I need mo
Got three rings who callin
Firm grip on dat Spaulding
That's TBE over E-V-E schimt fuk spelling it nigga we ballin
NIGGA WE
a must
by tha year 2000
lil wayne gone tear this game up
Verse 2(lil wayne of tha hotboys)
Boss b,slow down in tha jag ya lost me
u kno how i flow in tha
Running from the police
Right
Gotta stay low key
Right
Got that thang on me we don't like to hesitate
So homie please don't get up on the way
You
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
checked my pistol
Then I hit my sack and grabbed the phone
Think I better call my sister 'cause I need mo' gats
Nigga just bounced of prison and made
lookin stupid broke startin
Feelin dumb, i'm young but i'm a grown man
Takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
But life a twist ya like
* this is a remake of ed o.g.'s "I got to have it"
We gonna do it like this, yo this is aceyalone
Giving a big shout out to ed o.g
angry inside
I'm angry I'm angry I'm angry inside
God's taking my family we fallen apart
Aye angry inside bitch I'm angry inside
I'm angry I'm angry I'm
Reck and Noke
I'ma buy some mo'
E.S.G. that's who I be, with diamonds on teeth I'm the
Freestyle pro
Thoed in the game platinum chain, swang and bang
buyin these hoes
Need to imitate Gotti start lyin to these hoes
Tossin these hoes
Never ever flossin these hoes
You know how it go
Two thangs I ain't seen
together, we could blow up like dynamite
Baby girl, gonna mob on the block
Keep her thang on lock and oh my, she's so tight
Baby girl, book a damn good meal
all on camera
(While I)My major stamina
Fuck all the amateurs
Smokin lavender
It's slightly lighter than purple with a murk
My family matters but ain't
the thangs that a G brangs
To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral
Streets is crucial, competition zero
[Verse 2: Anybody Killa]
Face facts, do the math
You
dogg
What, yeah, huh
Get yours, get yours, get yours
Shootin' dice on length with a couple of G's
Dust off my knees, twist off my cap and breathe
up 5 a.m.
I just like to sleep but damn that money call again
Family needs to eat and I won't let em starve again
Keeping it a G man I don't like those
Follow me as I g walk on the pavement I
Clear the flem hawk on the pavement New
York's most dangerous
(MOP) You know, the Brownsville wranglers
Since
fuck it
'Cause it's a family thang
You know Chi-Town's the motherland of the wild
The chain of mobsters and gangs
But we're the elite few that just
can tell when I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss
Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining
[Snoop Dogg]
Step inta the party as I bust a ho
I'll lean up on the wall until I'm ready to go
I'm sippin on some juice with a twist of Mo
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
Step inta the party as I bust a ho
I'll lean up on the wall until I'm ready to go
I'm sippin on some juice with a twist of Mo
Comfortable, smokin'
[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll
to ease on back
Lunasicc, young G's
Ain't no ten's on that
I'm gaurenteed to make a mill by the time I get through
Ain't no Versace, juss boss clothes
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