Lyrics:
in a while, the little things make me smile
As if one of our longshots paid off
One of our longshots paid off
And it's by the by
If it makes
Yeah, yeah, payback man
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy
but it ain't payin' mama bills
And they ask me why I feel, the way I feel for real
'Cause to get to where I am I paid my dues in my career
Like
me pop my trunk
Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump
Because when I pull it most niggers run
Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet
paid
I'm a real trapstar
Every damn day
Real trapstar
Gone get that shit no matter what
Nigga you broke as fuck
Need to get off yo ass
Go get some bucks
paid hourly
But I want checks and I want cash
Shit like a salary
See they don't get it, that ain't hittin
They aint really fucking with it
Young Bol
my brothers
And be conscious my sisters
And by your worst, you will get paid
True, you can move food on the street
Did a bitta that, got bored of that
(Intro hook)
Hustle (smooth soft voice over and over again)
(Hook)
To the hustle I pray
To every morning get paid
To my trials and tribulations
[Intro]
Damn
Man
Yeah this what the f*** I need right here
[Hook]
Yeah, yeah
Ok I had you I lost you sh*t tell the truth
B**** f*** you
I made
or burning a g
If she don't catch me there imp down STBP studio with my team
I'm done with the z's and x's UNI get straight to the p
If I'm keeping it real
Linge paid
All of my niggas get paid
It's a new day in the gates
My niggas raising their rates
Sorry for those who are late
By the way why are you
I don't kno whatchu take me fo I ain't just tryna get by (Let's get it)
I been takin' my time (Slow down)
I been changin' my mind (Which one?)
N I
There he go
Talking bout the past
Why he always mad
This is trash
Get out yo feelings
I'm just trying to get this bag
That's how you feel
Well I'm in
Intro: TBT G
So many memories tracking back to 20th century
Never knew what life meant to be
Growing up they ain’t have dispensaries
Only way
so you can skip this shit if you want
Now that only the real ones are here
Go ahead and fuck with me
Forreal
Let's get this shit
Produced, rapped,
the deficit
Another scripture of B-Real
Yeah, get funky, Real
This is the Lower Eastside of things
You know what I'm saying? Cypress Hill
You ain't
the deficit
Another scripture of B-Real
Yeah, get funky, Real
This is the Lower Eastside of things
You know what I'm saying? Cypress Hill
You ain't
question what I have done
Real niggas don't tell for real
I gots to get paid and that's with no doubt
You talk about money imma air this bitch out
I gots
[Intro]
Let's get it homeboy!
Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man!
T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that?
to the code and that's
Gangsta, don't get caught slippin, in the wrong hood by a
Gangsta, don't let the appearances have you fooled son
I done paid the price,
that he made
Just chillin, free stylin, just thinkin about some ways to get paid
Some new nigga he came around and I never met him
Get close to me, I
[Fat Joe]
Yeah
This is goin out..
To all the live motherfuckers, knowhatI'msayin?
All the real niggaz
Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they
[Intro - Krayzie]
Yâ¬"all know who it is: BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY, HARMONY, HARMONY
[Chorus - Krayzie & Flesh]
They know Iâ¬"m crazy by the flow
N-gga
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