Lyrics:
up by a bunch of g ass niggas
And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads nigga
Eagle street where the real niggas hung
Ima rep that shit till
an A-cup, put some D's on it
Yeah, I'm the shit, I should have Febreze on me
Take her back street and I put some P's on it
Just left the Gucci store, all I
with a big blue frog
A big blue frog loves me
I've got it tattooed on my chest
It says, P.H.R.O.G. it's frog to me
P.H.R.O.G.
Yo whats up P
Yeah man these niggas think that I done fell off man
Think my shit done got weak I guess
Shit nigga I been hustlin' grindin' like
pass the beat
And everybody wanna know what's up with me and Master P (ughh)
For your concern, you knew there wann't no gimmick
When I got into some
in bikini's
Wonder why you don't see me, brothers (yeah)
Should I preach (preach, preach)
Alright, back to the beach
A O-G from the hood
Went down
[Featuring Johnny P]
Verse One: Belo
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
Song
Yeah
G-unit
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before
I've been around
it is, when in the presence
Of the G's, pushin' P's, players, we be the essence
For life, it's the JB and pimpin' Carl
When LTD we havin' it all, no
burnin? rubber
Black ski mask, the Aston tinted
Ditch the gun, burn the car ?cause my DNA in it
Next day it's the GT, stunt off of a G.P.
Fist full
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
My world, rhyme vicious
White girl, team full of bad bitches
Drugs Gang, I'm in the zone
Aussie ho, I put my Country on
G shit, I'm what you
to do her
Poison, poison, poison, (poison) poison
(Poison, poison, poison, p-poison)
(Poison, poison, poison, p-poison, poison)
(Poison, poison,
a sphinx (O oh)
I can't really deal with her
(O oh) , she won't last a week (Woah)
No limit I'm on
(Ayy) , I feel like Master P (Master P)
I could put you
[Styles P:]
Somethin 'bout you, I don't know, HA HA~!
Yeah...
[Rashad (Styles P):]
Heyyyy-yayyyyy
You're the one (yeah)
You're the one, yeahhhh
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
Method Man:
Ayyy- Licky licky, can a brother get a quickie
Give you a hickee, how dare ya try to p**** whip me. Girl is you with me? Don't get
Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me
Rolling with those head bustas
My niggas splitting wigs
A couple fucking G's nigga it can get did
to do her
Poison, poison, poison, (poison) poison
(Poison, poison, poison, p-poison)
(Poison, poison, poison, p-poison, poison)
(Poison, poison,
a gift from above, Yeah
[Hook - Katt Williams] (White Boy)
Y-O-U-N-G (When you see me in the club baby show me some love, nigga what?)
P-I-M-P (Got
A, B, C, D , E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S, T, U, V
W, X, Y, Z
A, B, C, D , E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S, T, U, V
Promet c-m-d
Prometazine g-p-s
Vaz-y
Lingchin nel metaverso promt/prometa
San Siro cart nazional
Scanner 3attay fa virus total
Noval
Fuck Sanremo
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
Sean Price
Is not the brokest rapper you know
Blow G's on trees, rolling tobacco and smoke
Puff my trees, don't fuck with P
You a new born I'm dealing
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