Lyrics:
Love to run yo mouth like a bitch, please let me know
Not what you think (Not what you think) not what you think
(Not what you think) not what you think
swallowed forty bottles of threat, yo (yeah)
What you know about my writes? (My writes)
What you know about what's weak, what's tight?
And what you know
what up - yo
And for those of you who just don't know
Or might no recognize me from the funky - flow
I am the brother from the Wild Wild - West
But I'm
wreck it from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
Sit back relax and let yourself go
Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know
Yes yes
goals?)
(Nigga what's yo goals?)
Is it more money? Find yo future spouse? (What's yo goals?)
To live like a king and know what it mean to have all
but it's lonely at the top
Just know that there's a price for wanting more than what you got
You gon lose some of yo homies
They ain't even get shot
to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can
matter how I dodge some jackal always nails me
No matter what the plot
And even out on tour they be like,
"Yo I got a tape to play you back
Nuk te shet
Ne mos na u desh
Kena ec vet
Tu bo rap
Mu free me ke perhere yo
Ca po flasin
I dont care jo
I dont care jo
I dont care jo
Always gonna step
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
Cuba
By the time you get to Cuba, I'll be in Haiti
By the time you get to Haiti
I'll be way over in Africa, man, you know I'm sayin'?
South
RESPECT!!
You see the X!!!
On the back backpackin might be yo Ex!!
Don’t get to hatin my nigga don’t even sweat!!
An you know what she bout to be riding
folk, a lot of niggas tried it though
A lot of niggas know I drop these hands by the corner store
You gone have to change your face, when I get back from
you got my back
Worth every car every bag with me they wanna be that
I know what I got at home
I ain't never gon' leave that
Them bitches best believe
so fuckin' long go
Buy him a new chain
See these niggas know I do this shit
Stay out my lane and what's crazy
Nigga this comin' from my brain
See you I
on give me just what you got
Nigga Ill go right off the brain
Tech said sick em then Thug Im off that chain
Better know me like I been gone uh
I say im
Dawg) yo it's time for some action
Girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin (climaxin)
Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen (make it
what's your name? (Young Surro, Hah)
Nah, I won't even stunt on you, I'm barely even chasing, uh
But yo shawty chasing, know she want me, boy just face it
you can fade me
You're running games
And I know what's happening
Punk bitches you're all about gaffle
For the gov got ticked for a long ride (uh)
Yeah
crazy
By the way I'm moving to the beat
You're standing on the wall
What you come here for?
You're gonna feel the heat
Dancing next to me
If you
straight in my face I ain't say none
I done walked through all that rain
What you know bout getting burnt up by flames
Pour yo' love inside the girl you love
James Brown and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they jums at
Draw they guns back, momma screams where she sons at
Tryna hunt that,
ya hands up
What, what, put your hands up
Come on, come on, keep your hands up
We back, we back, we back, we back (put your hands up)
We back, we
wreck it from the jump street, meaning from the get-go
Sit back relax and let yourself go
Don't sweat what you heard, but act like you know
Yes yes
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