Lyrics:
(Z-Ro talking)
This is dedicated to the motherfuckers
That think we don't go through shit, just one thug baby
[Chorus - 2x]
One thug, one thug, lord
Two's, O's, fo's and hoes
Nigga only fucking with the real 2-0's
20 minutes, 20 minutes
Holla at me, 20 minutes
Deuce, fo's, hoes and clothes
Nigga
fight
In the ring, I'm fighting Faze Rug (2 milli)
2 milli
(5 milli, 5 milli) , 2 milli (5 milli
We manage you) oh, okay, 5 milli manages me
Yeah, I gotta
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important
want to ever get away with murder
All you got to do is shoot someone in the head
Look at all these dead rappers man
Biggie Smalls Jam Master Jay 2
shot and then we move
Took a trip right out to
Paris so I could
Kick it with the crew
Kanye, Jay-Z, YZ
We get the money get the loot
Need dolla, need
Came out clean
You came out with bruises
Screaming round two round two why you flexing
Talking shit
Left you there with one eyed vision
(Fetty wap fetty)
Demon Loc
Damn too many of my homies got smoked
Before I lost 2Pac I lost my Grand Pa
Tha Raw dogg, I called him pa pa, aah naw
Not Reverend Harris
keep a bankroll
No time for these stank hoes
I'm high as hell, eyes can't close
At my show with baby dracos
I'll paint a nigga like Maaco
Two lines
gangbang boogie
Some of that bang bang boogie check this out
One lil, two lil, three lil G's
Hangin' out bangin' and swangin' they keys
Across the street,
I feel like jay
Man, Money comin in like I'm Lil Zaza nigga
These hoes got no home training like where yo pops at nigga
Grew up on tha carter two
Twentynine thousand two hundred days
If you multiply 80 years by 365 days you will get 29200 days
If you live to be 80 years old
Then this is about
on bein Jay Z
The run that I'm on is gonna be longer than the Euphrates
Got a super model chick that's badder than Tom Brady's
Rap game bunch of clowns
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
a helmet
Stale face
Charge
By thought was Mulan
Too many movies
Katana
Cutting suspense
Leaving tense
Wich no sand
Lettuce
Tomatoes
Onions
No
Was the money good?, Was em bitches bad? Was them fuckin' good?
Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say you're
to tell her
Tryna bang like Jay-Z
Tryna be in Rocafella
Shit I just finessed a cougar took her groove like she was Stella
I'm just tryna see if Stella got
by my side
Tell me is you gon' do it or die
Let me know if you in it for life
Tell me will you be doin' me right
I been through this shit too many
n*gga how could you say that
When yo b*tch was sucking d**k then I hit her wit that latex
Ain’t too many like me
A Nigga too smoove
And if she fall for
getting paid
Busting zippers need to lose some weight
Aye! Aye!
Flash on the stick no photograph
Ima BP by the way I pump gas
So many O's break em down
caught some Z's on you mine did too
Butterflies when we kissing shit I had some too
Hypnotized by your eyes now my mouth won't move
Devil on my shoulder
that Drizzy bitch? (Yeah)
I'm with Nicki like (Yeah)
And these bitches be tellin' they niggas I'm crazy
Don't fuck with that nigga, he went at Jay-Z
and Tamera
Two in the Four like the Porsche Panamera
Look in the mirror, look in the mirror
Vision clouded by the coke, ain't making it clearer
I make it
right
An arrest affidavit says a person walked by Saint Peter and Paul
Church the night of September 30th
And saw Father Clark with two women committing
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