Lyrics:
beat up, and put in lost and found
Ran this shit up by the mornin'
Lil Jaso comin' through its stormin
Play get popped wit no warning
Im gettin' t'd
At ease
I would like to welcome the newest No Limit Soldier
Mr. Snoop D-O Double G, and he brings to the tank
Money, power, respect, leadership,
Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back
Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (grrah)
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (grrah-grrah)
Don't forget that
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
Call it Pac's revenge
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
my loved ones
I'm sorry my deepest condolences Lakrisha
RIP Eric and Big Wheaty some good people
Mr Alvin Mr Larry Ms Mary wit dem cold cups
Pass by Ms
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
this what royalty is like
If you sticking by the King, I'll make your dreams all come to life
Dazzle you with many diamonds, we'll be shinin in the light
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
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
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,
'm poppin now (Poppin' now)
I'm Lil Boosie wipe me down (Wipe me down)
Give a fuck bout what they talking bout (Talking bout)
My auntie stay by Waffle House
all)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don't need no phony homie to call me
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
That go for each and everyone of you
a distance and they scopin' my neck
But these diamonds even cost me M-R and cars on my deck
And I can already vision people sayin I'm wrong
But I rather his
that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in
letters
See, I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks, I'm friends with a couple bank tellers
They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk
friends
Come together again
We all still get by with a lil help from our friends
Hey jude
Ps i love you
SO do you wanna know a secret?
We can work it
at night
I keep a blue tip, I don't do the stick and move
Legs in the air, one lick, watch the bitch ooze
Uzi pistol pro, by my side, gift from Lil' Dude
it's a puddle
Fuck her in full nelson and beat it up, I'm Mr. Royal rumble when I was in Vegas, shit, I pour a four
I ain't never talk to stunna she
window
Don't walk up to my window
Big 4 5 ain't for show
I'll let it blow
You standing at the store and your trap slow
I don't want the shit lil bro that's
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