Lyrics:
the game
And I'm tired of that shit tired of that shit
I'm about to fire that shit
I click click click click
l sho ba hit hit hit hit
And I never miss miss
brains
Spent a check on the chain
Drop the rest on li'l Misty
She bustin' it open hit it so hard
That li'l bitch need a Potion
H-M-0-8, pockets deep like
Baby don't you hit me on no bullshit I don't follow back
I don't care you miss me girl I gotta get up outta that
You ain't riding with me
But you
I'm loving it, living it, and there ain't no doubt of this.
It's for the og's, jp, eol, and the hit.
It's for my oc, my la, and san diego clicks.
We hit
I ain't never seen no
Is my mind half full, half empty
Smokin, drinkin got me thinkin it’s gone hit me
Do you miss me
Baby would you kiss me
It’s
through the door
And this feeling that I'm feeling yeah I know I never felt it before
I think I've been struck
Been hit
Cupid ain't miss
No
I think I've
you miss me, whatever I'm
LI'mp to shot like I'm cheddar bomb - bob
I had grew in the red like Lebanon
But I raise my flags together I'm
Back in this
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
through the clinic, they said it was pneumonia
Caused by HIV breaking down the immune system. . .
CASUAL: (That was my motherphuckin man, damn I miss him)
Gotta get it on my own with dedication
I wanna take the world by storm
I wanna take the world by storm
I wanna take the world by storm
Some people
to do
Cos it all goes by way to fast
And if you blink you might just miss it, so we ain't got no time to lose
OHH OHH
If you blink you might just miss it
get paid tonight
We ain't even gotta fuss and fight
Just hit me right, it's on all night
I know you wanna get in bed wit' me
But you gotta come
locked up to me
She locked up with me
I treated on her
Took it as a dis
Baby I with it
I just want a kiss
I always hit yeh
I never miss
They might just
Come on
We go a little somethin like dis
Hit it
Word up
Word up
We go a little somethin like dis
Hit it
It's Jazzy Jazzy
Yo my name is Jeff
the baddest thing I ever hit
I think it was November back in '86
Outside the [Name] she was doper than those other hoes
I've been bent since her scent first hit
ripped it
When you say my name, call me Miss Bitch
I make the next chick run to the exit
(Yeah!) Yeah, yeah I got a sick sense
I'm makin' this a movie
cheque’s
Don’t even hit my phone
Back in my ends and I’m the hot topic
Jackboys tried to rob me one call and they offed it
When I make a pass my niggas shoot
love when it gets ??beat silhouette??
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by run d(run run d d)
But now
on these trips
I make bank when I make these hits
Tryna' flip money til I sprain my wrist
Let me get by let me talk my shit
A couple niggas mortgage on my
Upping the score, don't know if I'm ready for war
But fuck it, I'lI tuck the M4
Cause I'm never sure if someone gon' pop out the cut
I might up for your
ten and hit the ignition
I'm lit as it gets,n so get-n'it's the limit, 'bout to dig in til my spirit's uplifted
Twisted up in wit a sickenin tension,
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
crush on
It's all love, just like the Bud when ya hit it
Cause way downtown, you know the fuzz is tryin' to hear it
So when ya spark, ya make sure
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