Lyrics:
and bust on the police
While y'all playas are fakin bacon we cook the whole beef.
I put it down plain, I stimulate the left and right brain
Cell by cell
release me it's curtains
That's why I live in the dungeon
All black nothin' lit up, I set up walls
And hang body's that I hit up
Can't fit us all
Warchild
the fame
Why we gossip in the silly games
To all the motherfuckers speakin down on me -
This is the night, why is everybody caught up in Pac's life
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
for breakfast
Fine all my live for breakfast
That serve that trick a lesson
We on two different levels, Flock say he just came from Belgium
My
dividends And I floss more than my dentists is Cant compare me to you we not synonyms
No ice cube I'm all bout my Benjamin's
Yea I be kool as a ceiling fan
stitched up by my wife
Who am I?
It's suffice to say found gold in my heart
Put the ice away
Nicer day, live foul homie it's a price to pay
Even when it's
they feeling like Bentley
When we meet they bunch of pussies
Even when I'm cruising on Bentley
They act like some fucking bitches
That's why I call em
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
some fools
Anything goes we don't play by rules shawty
[Chorus]
drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
the whole dick
Ha, I don't fuck with you, fuck your whole clique
Ha, who you ridin with? Y'all some whole bitch
Nigga I'll shoot at you with this whole
You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out
Come on with it, ha-ha, Star Trak
Niggas is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream
I'm talkin' 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit
Way too concerned to be conceited
I live and I learn, then die tryna teach 'em
, ice)
Hop out on foot, let pipe off
Yellow tape, white chalk
Ot gettin' this ice off
'Fore a hundred miles every country town around, we beat it down
jacker, raised my little sister while you baby-sat
Why she livin' fat, she ain't got a baby back, ya heard?
'Cause where we at, it's either live or die
I
Ladies and gentlemen
Right here on tonight's stage
We're gonna have two savage minds
Two ruthless battlers two gruesome souls
Go live, right here
In
the same thing (that ain't nothing)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Romeo, Master P]
Richie Rich be my nickname (that ain't nothing)
Ice cubes on my wristband (that
Now y'all fucking with the wrong mamafucker
Treat me like a don, mamafucker
And we don't live by the law, mamafucker
Even if she go away, even if
Every other city we go, we fuck thems' pimpin' hoes
Some Louie Ville, to Little Rock, Atlanta, to Chicago
I like them hoes big fine and slim in
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
can't get rich being complacent
Know ya gotta rebel when ya can't make a payment
Water like ice cubes for big faces
Face it, we're livin with racists,
amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full
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