Lyrics:
tell me n***a give it up
I know you really not trying to rap you ain't good enough
Yet they never heard me do a song or my sound now
I'm up at the top
who I let knock my boots.
Now let me take sight while your lovin' the Lyte.
Life ain't all that unless you're doing it right.
Keep On' Keepin On,
What's your name lil' momma, I'm T-Double
I been sent here by God, so I can look out for ya
And you gon' love what I got for ya
Tender lovin and care,
i APPRECIATE THE LOOKOUTS, GOOD LOVIN AND COOKOUTS/ LOOK ON YOUR FACE IS PRICELESS, ANY DOUBT I HAD BEEN SHOOK OUT/ THESE OTHER GIRLS ULTERIOR
You ain’t ever been good enough
You ain’t ever been good at love
You ain’t ever been good enough
You ain’t ever been
You ain’t ever been good enough
Major loot, seriously niggaz don't wanna dispute
Mysteriously a nigga die, when you play this game
and ain't know the time
I suck the life out your
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
with Tetris if your block neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up with my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed
came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me
your love
I wouldn't wanna have it any other way
I'm addicted and I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't
Self reflection
Yeah
You are great, you are good
You're a king, you're a queen, you're a genius
You are great, you are good
You're a king
enough (oh no, oh no)
She gives me the runaround
But I stay chasin'
But I need help, I'm in love with a crazy girl
But it's all good and it's fine by
range like the Ops
We can't miss! People I know I'm the shit
I don't win your awards then it's cool I don't bitch
I don't practice enough so I'm twisting
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
get your hands high
And tonight it's no stress get your hands high
If you with who you love get your hands high, get em up
Keep a good time on stand by
suck 'em dry
Before you know it her Q7 is buzzing by
The queen pin to the king pin redeems him
The boat comes, the dope drums, my team wins
Yughck! This
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
ain't a motherfuckin' game, we out here
Yeah, I'm on that like for real
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Holes in your clothes and rips in your jeans
on the bench
Why you sneak round with your friends
You diss me you dissing yourself
Cause ain't no kids around on the block
By 13 we grown enough
I Break the law
your mind thinks
You get what you put in us what time takes
I'm gone away I'm gone away
Got these pistols, ain't no one to bang with
Got these pistols,
Is always lovin war
(The one who's on the front line
Well he ain't as sure)
Don't appreciate all your blessings
You need to struggle more
(Might have
Just make me wanna send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it
Or your deal on it?
This
do
To stand proud in your corner
You either really love her or you mourn her
Believe you're enough
A King's chance doesn't have to be slim
With this
[Felecia]
Nothing or no one
Can take your place (that's right)
With you by my side
Anything, I can face
You keep it tight
And you got my devotion
Just from
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