Lyrics:
a class of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising
Versace outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the wee hours
but you say you wanna hang tough
D-P-G-Unit sounds like danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuff
Now
won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising
Versace outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses,
gettin' that street cash
Say old money, new work
Smell the caine on my new shirt
My old g said strap up and don't lay your head where you do dirt
And my
like no, n-no, n-n-uh-no he didn't
If you ask for the pussy, and she always in the red
They be like no, n-no, n-n-uh-no he didn't
If your P.O. make
Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga don't be tripping, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
the street
Im from the lbc and i dont noe wut yall done heard about me
But im a C-R-I-P wit some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real pimp playa from da 213 crew
Now look
really give a fuck what its about
Now
99 pigs on the block with me
Not a mother fuckin cop wanna knock wit me
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T-P muthafuckin' D-O-G comin'
F on a freaky verse f on a freaky verse
F on a freaky verse
I bang g\ but I stay that P
Might flip flop like my name JT
I’m training cum and ride
P, be a better me? (P)
Bitch ridin' with a felony
See the jealousy
The struggle made me a better me (go)
Why you talkin', is you payin' me?
Ohh, yo, ohh shit man, what up dunn?
Yo where've you been at man?
Yo we need you man
You gotta put out that knowledge
Kick that street knowledge G
rollin', we rollin')
The P-I-M-P
The pockets are filthy
The cars is sick, B
The bars is milky
He hard ta' kill, G
The God is real deep
The Coop
Shocker)
1,2,3 you know Silkk a G
I know this dope game like I know my abc's
[Silkk]
Bitch I be quick to leave a nigga lookin' like a cotex
Nigga
I wanna get her in the bed right after they close
When I do a video you get the popular role
In the V.I.P. They get a lil' lap dance
Come and grind
Por el mal camino en esta vida yo me fui
Va por mis caídos y los que confiaron en mi
Desde los catorce me a tocado ser un g
Pero no me quejo me
I'm throwing L's Throwing V's Like it's Louis V
I swear they love me in my city like I'm Huey P
Huey G GRANDERA Steeze Serenade my jeans
You just gotta
Kommune har ikke råd til at købe papir (Nej)
"Vi skal spare penge", det er dét de siger
Puller op på en P.G.O (Pew)
En lygte smadret, den er ikke i brug
uma pergunta
Pra fazer
De quem é essa camisa G?
Que você estava vestida P
Hoje cedo de manhã
Na história do Instagram
Em um quarto diferente
Isso me
the north is young g's birthplace
I've got girls on girls on girls
Who want my time but I've got none left
If you rate yourself mediocre
Why the hell would
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z
What what Y and Z
What what Y and Z
What what Y and Z
Let me tell you bout the first time I
Hey essa é pra bater nas nave então aumenta o p.a e regula os grave Hey sente o peso é som de drão nas nave é sós da antiga que bate pesadão
A b c d e f g
H i j k l m n
O p q r s t u
V w x y z
A b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
A b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w
tarefa, e o alfabeto ele tem que decorar.
Primeiro o A, depois o B, tem o C, o D e o E.
Tem o F, junto do G, H, I, J, k!
L,M,N, O,P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W,
there's no hope
Have a girl on her knees call me the pope
Some of my gs make p from the sea
Some of my dons make dough from the grow
Some of the rude boys
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