Lyrics:
want more jewelry
More cars, I want more cribs
What you expect from a kid
That grew up with his stomach touching his rib
Echos coming from out
a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to bite anothers rhyme
They're just too easy to write
I do'em two at a time
Like doggin' the wax and ya don't quit
And if
city and this song is the theme
If you see the old school merc you know it's me
I just gave my mum a buzz told her that I'm on tv
Yeah the only thing I
stupid homie why y'all sliding on my man aye
You want the shit when we up close and personal
Switch the flow up cause I am so versatile
Please keep your
shits got me fucked up
Girl you got me fucked up
You can never get enough
Sugars what you truly love
Show me where you really from
Tell me why you
sluttin' up with just seconds left on the board 3-
2-1 and on to the next ones cause these bore me
Because
[Chorus]
Eleven Hundred points mommy
relate
You almost never got this letter at all, it was a close one
From these problems that I never could solve, now I got no one
I got a lot of grudges
everything that you want and you need from Chanel to Celine
It's on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin' up your dress, start
you want to rub on me)
You lookin' at my Rolex
Touchin' on my diamond ring
You all at the club girl (Club girl)
Shine up on a monkey on me
then you don't know me
I'm remarkable N Inspired by her story
Came from Clarkton, North Carolina Born in 1924
That's my great nana
Ayy ayy
Moved
feeling me, fine, ain't gotta listen to my shit
You can hear about me from the critics all on my dick
Bitch, I've been thugging since the motherfucking
, or shut up, or get routed!
I'm from the streets and I hang with killers
I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers
Wodie respect my hood,
up just for you to jump in
There is a cost, some price to pay
I can't coddle your pain every living day
Because when I'm not myself
It's my personal
to night just me and you
Jump to love
Because I like to talk about love
And it's always on my mind
Um I'm always
Oh I've given up looking for somebody
say
When I was a little child
mama said to me hold your God tight
And made him close
O yeah o yeah
That's whom you're
My king and Lord
I just want
I'm, trying to get my piece of the pie
Open my eyes
Wake up everyday and I grind
Because I'm trying
To come up not just get by
Yeah I want me a slice
ain't personal with me
Cuz this the worst it could've been I mean I'm looking at you
I can see your heart break right when I'm looking at you
Still you
money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
It's on you, homeboy,
money and fancy things
Drive a brand new Benz, keep your bank right here
Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear
It's on you, homeboy,
do drive-bys all day
And bought a pair of Beats just because they fuck with Dre
We support Compton, support Compton, support Compton
We support
I got ghosts
Yeah, and
This is not the scenic route
Close your eyes let me show you what I dream about
We fell asleep upon the ride home
Get off your knees, you don't gotta cry to me
I'm your bеst friend, baby
You don't gotta lie
I'll get you everything that you want and
You need from
[Talking:]
What's up man,
Since you got a grammy and everything,
You done changed,
You ain- You can't even call me back,
You won't even call me
so there was
no use in me changing schools, since everybody knew who my Mom was.
Also we had to spend all the money from Mom's personal appearances
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