Lyrics:
This By Me Self
By Me Self
Nah Give Up Pan Me Self
Fuck Dem We Nuh Need
Dem Strength Yeah
No No Me Nuh Need Youuu
S.I.P To My G’s
Still A Wul
was at that stove
The same night work got cooked half that sold
A pyrex and a triple beam
Like Mr king had a dream
We ain't miss a fiend
Talking dirty
Haaa uuuuggggghhhh
this is for all the G's ou there
we bout it bout it
and g ettes i ain't forget about y'all uuuugggghhhh
gold
finna get her ass DDT
I walk in this bitch like Lord of the Rings
This shit'll get uglier than Booker T
I walk in this bitch
Like Mr walk-in-this-Bitch
Cult Encounters, Craig G (G, G, G)
It's that official hip-hop, you know (uh)
And if you familiar with me, you already know what I do (you know what I
I pull a hunnid five on the I in my
G35
I aint got a plan when I put
The whip in drive
Just rolling with the Jams
When im high in the ride
Pull
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
was lead by Starange
You know me chillin' with number 2 and the O.G.
Hoes be on me like that glow on Obe Won Konobi
Can't you see that when the storms
a gram on the street, 50G
The part of Mr. Ropo was played by Mr T
me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Mr
man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Captain Kirk, I want to have yo' baby.
Captain Kirk, can you save me?
Mr. Captain Kirk, I want
(Cheeky)
If you weren't there for the guy from the get go you can never be by me
(Easy)
Man wanna claim that they know me
Nah g you're gonna need I.D
Tryna
What's up n****z?
This the colonel(hu-haha)
Mr. M-P(n****)(haha)
Come 1 come all, TRU n****z ball(I told why'all)
I know there's n****s out
mo bitches than Dr. Detroit
It goes down
Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin' pounds into ashes
Black ski maskes
Niggaz be gettin the pumpkin head like
give a row
Atlantic A-D-see is what I'm always givin' up
So niggas see-ware of the notorious "Panic Zone"
Crazy S-be -G
By the way it's Mr. Gangsta Bone
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
on the street, so they with the street (Street)
Can't tell em what it is 'cause I gotta crib
See my loyalty is deep, deeper than the sea
Cant be floating if my g's
Niggas can't hold me back
We ain't comin' for no bullshit
Niggas talking all that yakkity yak, word up
Here's to Mr keith Murray, the Mr pictionary
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
must've figured out by now
After everything I've said he must've figured out the truth about Sabrina and me
He must realize that I am Sabrina's father
Then
yo feins
No lebron yo bitch call me the king
I'm the young nigga gone let shit Ring
G3c and this bitch came wit a Beam
Wu tang gotta live by that cream
And I'm just sitting here figuring it out
While you're in the puddle on floor by the liquor store
Trickling down
You got a hold on me
And it's plain
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
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