Lyrics:
hypertention. That niggas is getting salty
I'm quick to pop off back the fuck up off me
Carlton Fisk banana clip silver back gorilla
Mr. Street life show you
that war, I'll up and blow my piece
Been in the burbs, but I still got my street
Y'all nigga's playin' hide and seek, Ight bet Lil 50 bring the heat
(I
when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Chorus (2X)
[Master P]
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just
Please Mr. Edminton Mr. Edminton tell me that you'll agree
And I'll untie you from that chair presently and get you away from here.
I'm judging by your
nature rise
(swartzaniggaz):
Not quite knowin' about this nigga?
Check your metro sections
Then cross reference murders by streets and dates
And how many
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up
I almost lost you
talked you died so people got more silent
Now Mr. Wade, he know who killed lil Meek Meek
But this code of the street got him afraid to speak
Stop snitchin'
[Sammie]
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh I got you out
without a doubt, I got you out
(Lil' Bow Wow)
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money Lil Wayne", then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't
I rub it it go squeak (squeak)
She my naughty lil freak (freak)
Overdosing once a week
She my naughty lil freak
She my naughty lil freak
O woah woah
point in beefin' with local niggas, I
Drive the same car as Oprah, nigga
Niggas want beef, drop cheese
Lettuce in the streets then I loaf a nigga
That's
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
(Oh, oh, oh)
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil' baby, lil' baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my
the distance
Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through
From another timeline where monsters eat truth
Physicists say the dough I get's proof
The multiverse
He know these streets ain't safe
So he stay cluchtin onna pole
You niggas tweaking
And bitch I practice what I'm preaching
You come round this
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!
'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
the police lights
And I came up real rough, right under the street lights (real rough)
Democrats, Republicans, Mr. President
Mr. Bill Gates, everybody's
on
No matter how much they bring
I duck and dodge and hold on
Best a watch the swing
Nigga the game is so strong
Catch me by surprise
You won't realize
Mr.International
Havin Cash
NewWe$t
MoneyBags
Haters hate you mad
Baby I'm a businessman all I want is Money fuc the fame I'm a simple Man yeah
Baby
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
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