Lyrics:
you ain't able
Drug paraphernalia on top the
Table in my home
She text me "I love you" then she
Tell me it was a typo
No more, no more, no more, no
More money, more cash, more hoes
More money, more cash, more hoes
More money, more cash, more hoes
[Memphis Bleek]
Ay yo, M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
No
sixteen
Niggas gut check
Niggas be talking who I recruited
8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed
Me and Trae you ain't know
The Don plus Z-Ro sUC in
killa, do a murder for the price
So call the ambulance, and put this bitch up on some ice
[Chorus: Repeat 2X
]
(*Z-Ro talking*)
2K3, S-L-A-be ,
wanna know
And I'm the first to admit it
Without you I'm a liner stranded in an ice floe
I feel like a thief who has no faith
Maybe more than by
I am bought, no longer mine
Paid a high pr-ice
Paid a high pr-ice
For you and I- I
For you and I- I
Died, yet ro-se
Died, yet ro-se
Forever
Go on get naked for me streak, and let a nigga stroke [Repeat 4x]
[Verse 2 - Z-Ro]
Go on and let a nigga peak, go on and let a nigga poke
Give me some
& Z-Y
Meant to say Z-Ro, don't be a hero
That's only gonna get ya mother fucked no Niro
Flow so cold the booth temp is sub-zero
Who's the best unsigned?
youth
And I ain't nothing like no Jay-Z
I'm just doing right by these booths
And I ain't ever been one to pray to God
I just pray to God I let loose
So
grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a n****
Start shining, n****z start some s***, my guard lit
Like a boss, head
Screw, Pimp C, Bun B, Z Ro, Scarface
Fat Pat, Big Hawk, Trae Tha Truth, whole SUC, Geto Boys, Outkast
Goodie Mobb, 3 6 Mafia, BIG KRIT
Slim Thug, Paul
Jin
No bo prawie każdy z nich to jebany Anakin
Jestem Kobik One i jak Obi Wan nie pogrywam tu z wami
Rap ma porywać a jak nie czaisz no to oblałeś
and automatics
I'm charismatic like Craig Adix
Ya wreak havoc like road rages and bad traffic
It gets drastic but these fantastic
And attracting, no more
it was different; I don't wanna do this again
(no we can't do this no more..)
Cause it won't be the same
Cause it started from pain
Put a jacket on so
Hawkings...
Rest in peace
Second beat
RO be showin love like shaggy
Ain't makin this fame for gold diggers
Ain't takin no drugs nor baddies
Ain't riding this
optimistic
To my past i'm no stranger
Nothin' Was the same after this
When we came in the game
Aint have a choice
Murder and Pain was the sport
I was left
driving Range Ro-Rovers
Range Rovers Ho Ho-hold up
Give me less money give me more love
Already seen what fake ho's and the blow does
Leaves no love till
future
That's how you define fate
And if you trying to find me
I'm flying down the interstate
Noooo it can never be the same
Not no more
After that fight
by, in my city (in my city)
[Z-Ro]
I bet you wanna know what's on my mind, when I be sliding by
Mean mugging, relieving some of this stress don't
to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I
you want mo James wrote no
Cause if you want More we can make a deal
Ro got pills deals on wheels nigga we about to profit man I'm on my way
James
the fuck up, nigga?)
Turn
Nobody don't wanna cry no more (no)
I seen years go by, but bine been flyin' more (yeah)
Sometimes you gotta lose the battle
as long as you know the truth
I don't even feel the love be real no more, so I keep my distance
Remember I ran me up my millions, you was in your feelings
I'm gonna show you some more
Cuz' I'm taking the lead on the score
It's B.R.E.Z in the spot
I'm stirring the mix in the pot
Watch when I pull out a shot
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