Lyrics:
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They always hating on a real nigga
Well fuck you and every nigga came with you
(2X)
It's the King! Man I promise I just
Scratched my brand new
(I'm Hot) Open the door, feel the breeze
And park that ass like Aj's and Free's
But this section's E's behind the rope
If your not with me freeze
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
I miss you already,
Oh, when will this shit end?
This week's felt like twenty,
Even when I'm out dancing with friends
I'm thinking ""why
was the bar
Like a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar
Fuck you get shot with no scar? (Brr)
This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it
Shit'll get
sound in the crew
With Magic Wand, had it going on (Old school)
Bringing the freaks out at night
Rapper's Delight
Fly girls were giving hip hop a new
must I point you in the right direction
You need protection when I'm on the mic
Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe
You're a king, I'm
wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn
and he miss, but we admire a trier
Finesse king, you can never lie to a liar
But Fred got the fire, I fire for days
I gotta write them in my notes,
Because the hater frequencies become extinct yeah
You heard my domestic relationship was by this definition
An African American the new day codependent
But
Fuck you get shot with no scar? (Brr)
This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it
Shit'll get dark like chocolate
I'm 'bout to get up in your ass,
Stylist like Rachel
Or balling like Amar'e
Started as photographer
I did it with photos
Now I do music, and I live by Soho
Always read the bible
And I did
to everybody that stood by us, you know what I'm saying?
My man Kane out there, the whole posse, Eazy-E
Keith and Sally from the Valley
My man Laze, Eazy-E
to say
You can feel all around, the jester hid the crown
The mad king's on his way
Just like skipping stones, standing by the river
Till someone comes
Glock in her nightgown
You know how that go, ain't got shit for a bitch, ain't got shit for a ho
New foreign coupe with the butterfly doors
Made
say gon' be pure
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
Toss my lure, ain't none purer, hook you like a fiend, baby
The platinum bling, baby,
must I point you in the right direction
You need protection when I'm on the mic
Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe
You're a king, I'm
say gon' be pure
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
Toss my lure, ain't none purer, hook you like a fiend, baby
The platinum bling, baby,
the sky, and riverboats floatin' by,
On their way to New Orleans;
I've bowed with people standin' tall, with their backs pushed up
Against the wall,
Getting'
for the New Jerusalem
Let people know you aint forget where you came from,
where you came from
Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep pullin me
dead for life
I got tired eyes
And I don't wanna see you dancing with somebody new
Oh, It's so bitter
short to BK brawl
Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (woo)
My new Benz better than your truck by far
Bitch, suck my balls
You either smoke crack
but
I'm just so new to this whole trusting thing, how do I know you're not
Secretly married with three kids in Paris or something
You know?
All my
is Grand Larceny
Grand Larceny
I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed
You can fight all night, but you'll still get jacked
By the show
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