Lyrics:
just lil' old me
Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell
for me baby slow it down right here
[Verse 2:]
Call it what ya want it
Ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a black up in my sector can I
Smelling like gas so you know it's us
UH, i'm on the move fuck notice
Niggas' posers
Like they do it for posters
But really they shot us
Really they shot us
DEBONAIRE: Yo wussup my nigga where the fuck you been?
JT MONEY: Shit, I jus' came from round a bitch house
tryin to get a lil pussy, why'know I
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
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Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
of your death
(Hook)(x2)
We're selling Wuff Tickets
Keep your shit upon your gun
Wuff Tickets
Mr. Shadow, Lil One
We're selling Wuff Tickets
You can never
the trauma, she needs saving
Jesus loving predator, two different types of praying
How the fuck I gotta wipe this nigga, Mr. Clean
You older than me but still
Huh? Not one second, bitch, not one second
Now praise the Lord for these lyrical blessing
[ VERSE 4: Juvenile ]
Direct your shit at Juvenile cause
keep me aware
& on my toes
Lil baby don't stress me
Play yo role
Even with no green light
I'm on goooo
GO
Green light for all my bruddas
See the opps
'm Bieber
Swear to God I'd never ghost her or just leave her on her own
Baby stick with me and we gon be in a two seater
In the passenger the heater, when you
What?
Uh
The Bad
Yeah
The Evil
The Bad (yo, yo, yo)
The Evil
Put 'em together
Yo, if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
If
What?
Uh
The Bad
Yeah
The Evil
The Bad (yo, yo, yo)
The Evil
Put 'em together
Yo, if it wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
If
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
fast enough
Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she an animal
Ridin' 'round with two sticks like a chopstick (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Youngins makin' keys
getting that paper since I was yay tall
Fuck the bitch the next day I went missing, Rico gone AWAL
Too much work for this lil kitchen damn I started from
you miss the tee
I’m banging
Nigga I’m
(Verse 2)
All passion nigga
On the move, no time for relaxin nigga
Most of y’all actin
I’m on go like somebody
Haha, yea, Mr porter (D Twizzy)
That's right muthafuckas we back, say it
(D Twizzy) you know we came to fuck the
Game up right? Come on (D Twizzy)
Tip toe but don't ya run
Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, tell me, who do you expect?
I'm back with Suga Free and Hi see, for all respect
'Cause I've been doin'
the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy and Nia
[Verse 1
rolled on you
Thats the fool that stoled on you
What the fuck you gon do
Fuck it I'll do it for you
[Lil'' Rob]
I'm having a conversation with somebody
never thought that my homie would play me
[sample from Gangstarr's Execution Of A Chump (No more mr nice guy pt. 2): 'He was my right man but he betrayed
some lead
My chopper real hitter
I hide it from the feds
Go stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick
Lil tranny goin 30 I see jay in her lips
Is
his older brother
(Hook)
Minute
Or the day
Or the week if you may
Know you gotta get away
Like this a coo lil vacay
(Verse 2)
Fuck with the DOCTA
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