Lyrics:
partner smoke him
Chuck E Cheese, I'm about pizza and my Rol' on
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby I poke
Right now I'm surrounded by some gangsters
raining until someone assassinate,
And I feel like M-L-K
Yeah, I have a dream to be your worst nightmare,
And now meet the boss of the cartel
(Ross!)
is, can we chill?
Far from average, love; you're bad habits
The way that thang move
You're makin' me want to grab it
Let's leave right now
Let's
Last Don
Charlie Hustle.
Check it out.
Let it be writ and said, done and published
That on the sixth month of June 1998
E-40 Fonzarellie
Now, big booty I'm recommendin'
And I ain't been in this spot for a minute
Say hold up, wait a minute
She want to get derrty wit it
Now, baby girl
months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets
back baby and better then we ever was
It's U.G.K. so quit acting like we never was
You see the crew is too trill and in effect
If Rap a lot is rolling
months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets
let it show baby
AKA mista Q-U-I-K
And I don't care what you do, she do what I say
Cus we share something that nobody here know
Just some up and down
Kensington to the world, it’s the king of K&A baby
Back from crazy Philly-town, the Kangaroo Jaguar, he’s got the moves yeah and he’s pissed off
music"
Won't you quit that shit you be talkin, its big spit
Later for them suckas they tardy they ain't hit
Disobeying ???? from you ??? don't let her see
right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas
So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas
You envy me, cuz your bitch play
beep, who got the keys to the jeep?
I got 'em baby, vroooom, beep, beep, beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep, beep
Alright, now it's time for me to go
I done
never dirt yeah
I can let you love me but I know she lying
Said that she don't wanna fuck me
But I know she lying
Told me "Baby you could trust me"
But I
the streets
It's over fo' real
Now next time Baby Poppa tell you somethin'
You better listen
So keep your ears open cause it's Ali
Heavy Starch let's go
Let's Go
That's got flavor to it man
The Big Baller Baby
Whoop Whoop Whoop Swag Swag
This is NBA2k
Whoop Whoop Whoop Swag Swag
This is NBA2k
Whoop Whoop
push to starts, ay
Weed stink like a fart, ay
Red dot got a mark, ay
Let it fly we in the car, ay
Fake tough he ain't hard
Ay, I was way smarter
the ghetto
Keepin it retro-spective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the d-low
[Chorus]
[Ol'
Paper up, double pumpin', BIG, where's the loot? (loot, loot)
It ain't safe, it ain't safe
Mil' in cash in the safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck
'bout? They gon' let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out, soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I'm gon' let it spark then
I pull up with
I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well let's get to subtractin'
as long as they can't see our faces
One, Two
One two, you got it
Wootah
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
Check it, I run it back people, let's go, here we go now
Yo, who got the biggest burner?
Ask the Terminator, Wes Snipes shit plus Ghost meets Vegas
Hello?
It's Too Short baby wassup
Hhmmm mmmm, you tell me
Shit, I'm comin out that way tonight, I'm tryin ta get with you
Oh, really?
You know I
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