Lyrics:
Ain't nothin' new, I'ma do what I do
Yo
Pullin' up in somethin' that you haven't seen
Clean and accompanied by one of the baddest queens
Peel
A pool party in my crib at the Daytona
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, twenty threes
the answer
Can't judge another by the color
By the color of his skin
Can't live on the surface
Got to give it from the places within
Ain't no preacher gonna
the mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine-to-five is how you survive, I ain't tryna survive
I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it
a visit
Look you right in the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it"
Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police
The fiends up all night
on my lil' bros
Need a Brazil ho
2003, my cousin taught me how to heel toe
Swear I ain't dance since (for real)
Shit going up, nigga, watch how I
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin' money
Better get it while the gettin' is good
more now
It's platinum, now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave
chillin'
I melt your rhymes into icicles while I'm killin'
Sell 'em, I tell 'em, Kurupt, what's up?
I know you feel like givin' it up
We can't stop, won't
right
Yeah, I woke up this morning and I looked her in the eye
She said sweet daddy, you got what I want
But you ain't givin' it to me
Oh, and it hurt
Big thangs, thick chains, ain't shit changed
Get brain in the four-dot-six Range
Shit mayn, switch lanes
Every town I hit you switch lames, bitch
baby
Baby take a look at my life
Let's drop the top on my ride baby
Yo nigga ain't hittin' that right
Come roll with me for the night baby
Baby take
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Givin' it all up, for you
For you, for you, for you (Yea)
Givin' it all up, for you
For you, for you, for you (Yea)
I'm hangin' by
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Givin' it all up, for you
For you, for you, for you (Yea)
Givin' it all up, for you
For you, for you, for you (Yea)
I'm hangin' by
the stick by the door of this kitchen
Murder rate up to the top of the ceiling
I got that love for the racks when they skinny
Mind your bidness (your
packed up and cremated by this Friday
You incapable of standin' your ground, you ain't solid
Like a toilet stool, my diamonds on flush, I'm shit poppin'
Turn it up in my headphones, please
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame
More, haha, comin' to a ghetto near you
I wasn't mad until these
Gang baby
Baby take a look at my life
Let's drop the top on my ride baby
Yo nigga ain't hittin' that right
Come roll with me for the night baby
real kids
And it’s passed on like a ritual
Not sworn in it
You ain’t livin' it because you
Put it in sentences
And you ain’t givin' it if it’s ten
them grams up
Plus 5 more, he got booked with a handgun
And now he in the courtroom, givin' his mans up
Rat ass nigga
When the lights low,
Shoppin' every day 'cause we used to be fucked up
Keep a yellow Cinderella on the tuck
My YB's on, ain't no way I'm givin' up
Different color diamonds
I ain't fuckin with you
U must be thinkin I got nothin to do
Wit my time than to play with ya mind
Don't you think that that would fuck up my
Grind
get yours baby
I'm seeing millions, niggaz don't understand
Know what? I'm makin' moves, puttin' cash behind plans to blow up
Will he style like this
the storm passes by
We'll stop hurting
And be glad we stuck together
I’m certain that it'll be worth it
I'm not givin up on us
I'm not givin up on us
I’m not
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