Lyrics:
to tell a broad what I'm feeling
Especially if she poor and she need to be gettin no bullshittin
She ever fix her mouth for some money it's good with me
I
with me
You could spar with me
If you take two to the head by mistake, pardon me
Payback's a bitch, ain't it?
That's why I don't talk to niggas, I'm
with mine?
Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
Fuck with me, you be a was-nigga, nigga was dope
Nigga was gettin' money
bitch where is your heart
You mark
Watch niggas fall when I call they name
We outlaws hold your head niggas all the same
Except some who want more out
some choose kickin' in doors
I asked a reverend, my mother and a best friend
Less than ten years ago for me to get dough
What ya'll recommend is either
daddy cause she know what is up
I been gettin sum ugh
Gettin gettin sum bread
I been gettin some dollars wit lots of president heads
I been gettin sum ugh
me up and spark and roll me up, like a blizzard
Dwellin' your cells up, lungs start to swell up
Your pipe's gettin' crowded, yo just forget about it
been gettin used like a trick
You think you're mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sick
See you were fed thick pieces of swine as a baby
It only
Red sun's fallin'
Pretty thing's callin'
Wants to meet up and maybe crack a tall one or two
Little county road rendezvous
Say, "I'm 'bout to head
to fry
You got the muscle, you got the hustle, you gettin' by
Hustle on the side (hoo-ooh), on the side (hoo-ooh)
On the side (hoo-ooh), on the side
me up and spark and roll me up, like a blizzard
Dwellin' your cells up, lungs start to swell up
Your pipe's gettin' crowded, yo just forget about it
Most niggas get it confused, right?
Huh, they think it's all chronic and palm trees
Out this motherfucker, bitches in bikinis, listen, huh
Some
a heavy set girl with pigtails and curls
A heart full of gold, still it won't change the world
Though she could never understand why
Some underhanded
birdy
I'm a genius when it comes to gettin money; kinda nerdy
Started counting at 6:15 be done by 7:30
If your subject is some real shit, you know I'm
hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em (So)
Niggas want to ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are
If they can borrow a couple of bucks until Tuesday
Pleases that man go say no man be tryin' to play Captain Save A Hoe
Gettin' marked by all them
unnoticed
There's no way I'm just gonna pass him off like he's just some any rapper
Like a one-hit wonder (yeah)
I'm on whatever you on, I ain't gon'
with my folk through a glass wall
Letters gettin' passed off
Told me he was about to head to trial
Pray to God he don't get cast off
Head to the sky c'uz
all start
To think about gettin' by
But I have that need to go out and find somebody to love
It's too late
There's no one left that I even want
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
(I love chainsaw man)
Shawty make me wanna
Make me wanna blow away
Wrapped up in her head like some new braids
Said I wouldn't fall in love but its
clearly understands their power
They're payin people by the hour
To sell, to lie, to try, to stand up and deny
They are gettin everybody HIGH
High
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin' head on the highway
to
It's off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo—knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes
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