Lyrics:
Yeah, my wrist on fire, goddamn, four, five, six
I'll get it on the road or by the phone
How the stupid dummy give me everything with a code
Brodie
with the heat
The Top Dog will rhyme over any beat
Yeah, you rep for the hood, that's all to the good
My dogs get high off Henn and backwood
I got love
Let it in, set it in
I wanna see how wet it get
Freak by nature
Do what I did to amaze ya
4 nuts, doughnuts, glaze ya
Non-argumentive
You lookin'
guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
studio all night, we stayin' down
For the love of them millions, ain't layin' down
Left you in the hood, what you sayin' now?
And niggas wanted
sweet, sweet friend, lover, sister, mother/wife)
Air, food, water, love of my life
The eyes of my child I see every time you look at me
(I see a sweet
brawl got niggas begging for a melee
But either way you'll have to do the race like Tay K
Niggas brought a mac in tried to catch me lackin'
But they
the cathedral
You could not see to see
So take my time
And take my lies
'Cause all the others want to take my life
4: Love Is
Love is a shiny car
Love is
[twista]
Once again, another trax productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when
no basic rappin'
So they wonder who am I
So high (so high)
I said they wonder who am I
So high
Back again, never outside so I'm acting in
I
the while.
{And stand by me all the while.}
(Three.) Take happiness with the heartaches.
{Take happiness with the heartaches.}
(Four.) And go through love
college
Love is sweet, then please give me the knowledge
I want you
I want you
See it's easy to detect a line that's been said
What you don't know
like lumber
If hun wants to swing ep', she takes my beeper number
The skills go back to the days of flippin' coins
Pasttime readin' books by my man
at the slammer, Streetz died at the sto'
I was sliding by myself you know I keep that four-o
Steady bouncing through they set, they know its murder what she wrote
Girl that noonie bomb as fuck
Like Russ-ah ah
Sweet love yum yum
Boogie man gon eat you up
By your side I be loya-ahl
Cup over floh-ow
Bleed you my
healing
when i hold your hand, then i get this feeling
your the only one, feel so proud
sweet, sweet girl your love is all around
love is all around ,
that's them hoin'
This playa comin' back with the 4-5, like M. Jordan
It's spelled with a capital F
See everything from the sweater to the scarf
that's me (Uhn huh), Nice skin and white teeth (Chi-ching)
I don't give a fuck what they sayin' to you, don't ever think this shit sweet (Don't do that)
I be actin'
Real by the way I be talkin'
Real by the way I be rappin'
Man I feel, throbbin' like a chandelier
Thought that I would blow it like
And you snooze, if you don't wake up by 6 am
Markets open at 6:30; coffee, eggs and ham
Worked four jobs and still run a business
No sleep for me, got kids
[Hook:]
(Uh) Man verse by verse I'm a make these weak niggas'
disperse (sweet nigga)
Man I swear verse by verse I'm a make these weak rappers
at the bigger picture in my backyard wishin life was different put here for a reason so I must be trippin makin rappin happen you could say im gifted not rappin
the fuck they want me dead? Ain't nobody kill me
Four deep, one-twenty shots it was real sweet
We wasn't sendin' niggas tweets, it was real beef
In Chiraq
and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation
My lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for
The love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold hearted
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