Lyrics:
s*** together who knows that I'm the 1 he wants.
You know the look dead in my eye grab my on the sly.
Step to me and sniff my urban essence, put his
sign
Look for antonyms
Words I'm sending em
Homonyms, synonyms good like M&M's
You know the time when it's Riq Gees slicing
I turn a Mic's last name
to flex, but I will flip
Fuck up a nigga and dropkick his fuckin bitch
I love to squabble and I'm good wit it
So if you want some, nigga, come get it
I ain't
How you doing sir?
Hey how you doing?
Good. Real quick man, reason why I stopped you, you know it's a 55, you're doing 91
Uh, I-
What's the hurry
know
That's out the game I just came to have a good time
Shit's changed it's still the same
You niggaz know my name
You niggaz know my name
Tell 'em
the sick, tape me
I'll probably when I, ask her didn't know the dick ten feet
You'll need a ladder just to sit on me
(Good God) In the race screamin' viva
Celine Dion & Andrea Bocelli - 'The Prayer' feat. Lady Gaga, Lang Lang, John Legend - LYRICS
no ones around baby I'm down for you
stuck in your web until
mean you don’t need to pay attention/ just shut up and listen/ stop bitchen â€" im telling you need-to-know facts/ just sit back and relax/ no reason
gave me lemons, but I ain't know how to make no lemonade
I made grenadine, run around on heavy beans
I'm tryna be a better me, but niggas, they wanna
rollin hard
We don't play uh-uh no way
Groove to the sound of Jam Master Jay
Ah let's go now
Ya don't stop
You keep on and
Rock the house!
So slam
Jamaican but you hate Bajan
Quick to blush grace and can't replace a razor
Cats claim the best smoke, I'm just blazin'
Lyrics vivid, just ask Wes Craven
Feel
play
Like when I say I'm gay
Cuz I am really not
You know it's all for jokes
My Lyrics yeah I wrote
I wrote them all man I don't got no ghost
Bitch my
the count
The result my lyrics oh yes, no doubt
Pok’em, pok’em
The good man in me gets money
And stay on the path
But the Pimp shit in me says yo
Keep
And everywhere I do it, the people say I'm good
I even get big respect in my own neighborhood
I'm telling you a fact, and just like it is
Even moms pops
The tempo and you know so I will fo somewhat unconventional
But comprehendible
I'm the presentable good lookin
The Mello Yellow young fellow and I'm
Word up! you know what I'm sayin'?
I gotta globe in the world in the mail today
Know what I'm sayin'? Heh, word up!
Uhh, kid told me "Yo,
you get the drift?
Uuhm I'm feel'n that, you know what? I know just who we can
Get to do it too! And the sample, I know the sample, I got the
Record
helps me be Both the good and the bad cop
My glock ain't no fuckin pistol It's my vocal strength
I'm gon get you in my scope With my focal length
I'm conscious and shit
Bitch ain't no time so I'm straight, throw them clothes down if you want some
If you ain't 'bout it then don't come, I know
[Pac]
Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound bitch
Kurupt Daz Makaveli Idi Kastro Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
to celebrate
We 'bout to have a good year
Na, na, na, na, na, you can't catch me
I'm not like Thomas in, in a five fifty
Police be fiendin' to frisk me
I'm so
The game been good to me, and I know that muhfucka bless you
Thanks for passin game, now let's get out here and make this loot
TSI won't stop rappin, I
to talk about
I told them my vision, let 'em know what it's all about
Industry only respect me because I'm ballin' out
You never know who there for you
(Stop runnin up on niggaz with all that wack shit)
Word up man (I'm talking about you MC's)
You ain't no MC; niggaz ain't made for this
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