Lyrics:
her anything that comes from
Doc is like ever lasting
(Is that right?) But she still flaked on me
DrDre- yeah I posed the same girl man, she
Was like
Really a hitter I'm not no kidder
Picced you off the ground they told me not to litter
You tripped and you fell so they call us the clippers
Main
take my call when I start to crack?
Would you rescue me? Uh
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me when I'm by myself?
When I need your love, if I
take my call when I start to crack?
Would you rescue me? Uh
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me when I'm by myself?
When I need your love, if I
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
I get like, that
They call me moneybags
I get like, that
They call me moneybags
I get like
Motivated by green, and boy success what I breathe
But I
to a brick
Them times 36 was 33 fifth
Man had bits man had man had
Man had this man had that man had
Now I got 25 siting on the wrist
Look around its me Al
Use
the plan right now
[Verse 2: J DropDead]
Yup Dropdead, I’m the man
Slay
Back by popular demand
Hey
3 girls hop in my sedan
Great
All 3 under my command
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you's a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
And since my
brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
Come
on the trigga
I was born a regular man of the Earth
With a curse to walk like a soldier since birth
My exterior is shaded in by my melanin
Stereotype of my
We don't do it for the gram
Got a call from my man, say the money slowed up (yeah)
Got a situation that you need to know of
We don't do it for
bonded by fire
Man dem are liars
trust I got ya back eh
You ima pull up
Cause we bonded by the ganja
Me no a kiss and tell, no afi bother
Man no fit bait
okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I
man
Out of all these niggas, they callin' me the realest
Started underneath the floor, now my money through the ceiling
Always staying on my grind,
, get outta here, go 'head
[Old hustler:]
Caddy, boy, Grand Daddy Caddy
They used to call me Mackaroni Tony, boy
[Young hustler:]
Aw man
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
Callin it Jungle Warfare cuz I'm hunting bitches in the Jungle as if I'm Jorge
Just like I be Tarzan swingin ropes
They like bars man
They call me Goat
work, gyal ah run, gyal
Ah drive, gyal ah flight
Gyal ah run dung di jenny fi see me
Some ah call from AM and to PM
Some tell me dem run weh dem man fi
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
the coldest clique
Call me prototype, never had a mold to fit
My clothes is dipped, my bros is lit
Only time you been sick is when the COVID hit
Better get in
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