Lyrics:
You betta do it do it
Grab the game
Do it to it
Chase to chase
But still hood
Live it or love it
Dummies of the rocks
Duck up out of my hood hood
see your papers!
How come you have to yell so much, what did we do?
I don't yell.
Were just trying to get into the country.
This is my country, it's not
Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money
You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny
You can dip but
Boy, I love you
But you’re pushing me away
I gave you everything that I got
Watched my feelings walk on by
Ever get sick of trying?
This is how I
yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, save the narrative, you saving it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you saving it for carats
You wanna see how far I'ma go
come back and do the hop
We never go on pop, you know we come back, we do the hop
This is how it is, we do the hop
You move to the beat, then come
Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for
me how to be cruel, now let me try it on you
How do you abuse me, let me count the ways
How many hours in how many days
How does it amuse you, let
Fuck, watch how I kill 'em
With the funky rhythm
I'll bomb if you don't feel 'em
Piranhas in 'em
Feed my persona as I get deep as Nostradamus
I'm
got me on the wrong track, honey
It's piling up one by one
It's piling up one by one
You look bluer, do your do or die
But I ain't pull or push
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, save the narrative, you saving it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you saving it for carats
You wanna see how far I'ma go
have a miracle
You want to do up right
Ah won'tcha take him by the hand
And show him the light
Won'tcha you please
[Chorus]
Oh I want him
Lord
Where ever you go, where ever you may wander in your life
Surely, you know I'll always want to be there
Holding your hand and standing by to catch
know what you're thinkin', it's kinda late to go swimmin'
But you know your mama, she's one of those type of women
That do crazy things, and if she
(yeah)
We gon' show you how to party right (yeah)
So pass the uh and get the hype (yeah)
Alright, we gon' party tonight (yeah)
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do
on the run
Shit, Long as they make guns motherfucker
Here we come it'S got to be right
It's got to be true in '94
All us niggas want more, you know
It's like
was me and I was you
You probably fuss on a nigga
Buring rubber in a 52
Most bitches do and most niggas do to
In the land where it all about
head crack
An indian giver and I'm out to take it back
Shaolin island, baby where you at?
A runaway train that be runnin on ya track
That's how it's goin
that's me, and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside, darling
You know just what I'm here
back, that's how strong it was
But you belonged to 'cus, couldn't belong to me
You had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me
But we gon' always
Lucky me
If they want my spot, then they gotta come for me
Just know I want this shit more than whatever it is you want from me
And the only
and I'ma run it
Do you want it? Maybe so, but just know, we're rolling spreads
You claim you want it but you need it just about as much as a hole in ya
see me (yeah)
How your dreams be, you want me sexual
In a gun fight, two on three (yeah)
I'm next to pull, and I love life (I do too)
Something you
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