Lyrics:
I'm being gang-stalked by the CIA, they put a chip in my brain
Yeah, it's Big Lope in this motherfuckin' man LDC, shit, lil' bitch
Yeah, big L.D.,
to mr. Miyagi, but we know a different karate (wax on, wax off)
Money stretch out like pilates, my house so big, I got a lobby
Ball like this shit is my
up hanging round by them alleys
Street cats creeping like Mr O'Malley
And the polices mission is to make you unhappy
Shoot em down we finna light em up
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
bitch, you just a lil skeezer
Mr. Switch up the bitch, nice to meet ya
I'll switch up the bitch if I peep some
Yeah, my views going up full of creepers
We
on the floor
Aunt Lil had me cracking up Errday
R.I.P mama Lil and Eva Mae
Meet me in King Circle park by the empty lot
Doesn't it feel good to be in my
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…
[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll
Yeah
500
Nigga get yo cheese up
She ain't never seen no nigga like me, I made her freeze up
We know you not tough lil' boy, you need to ease up
Yeah,
(Hip-Hop Scratch)
Summer of 86' I was ten years old
(Punked a every three rock)
You know I got soul!
Mr magic BLS Screaming right out of the box
I
$ui, hahaha what, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
Bitch, I step in your hood
Like it's Fly by Night
You got the nine? That's alright,
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
The stronger it gets
With death life the longer it gets
I know it’s hard to admit
That you follow some bullshit
Swallow the wrong pill looking for mr bill
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep margins,
How
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
I got a page, 9-double-1, Mr. Lil' One
Can you come across me, fondle me and floss me
Act like I care, grab you by the hair
Pull a 211
a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat
shake
Gimme yo heart
I won't play with you
Every time
I see yo smile
I be having déjà vu
I be on grind
Always on mind
(Hey LilTeka)
Remember say Hey
Now
I'm Luka smoke before a copley game, now I'm sittin' by
Mr. Prucha Have him dancin' with his father like that
Nigga name is Luther or I'll shoot uh
and some swisher
Give me a smooch, then pass that swisher
New lil' boyo round the block, he stay blazin'
Out the park hitta, Mr. Quick Buck
Big truck, I
with me then istg i’m gone lil nigga i’m gone i done got rich just by rapping off my phone they say why i make music i said they started off as poems i
and Big Boy one crazy son of a bitch
Y.G.'s, Lil' Daze, Rat Raw, and Ty B. and the rest
The Lou is man or posse, someone pulled off his vest
And carve
Stomp a nigga lights out
Call my hittaz, have them bring them pipes out
Sorry now its no more Mr Nice route
Sorry mama I ain't take the right route
I
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