Lyrics:
the world
When I call your phone why you don't answer
Don't really like your father but still call him by sir
This girl is poison she'll snake you like
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
[Featuring Outlawz]
2Pac: Spoken
No one separates what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable
Motherfuckin world wide mob figures
Death Row
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
Porsche in the yard
I swear I ain't taking no loss
I left the Porsche at the house
It don't matter what it cost
Even though everything is paid for
I was
to eye
And with these shades on, you know I see a lot of shit
I go by Cartier, mean to tell me you ain't seein' this?
Nah, they ain't seein' shit
All that
Yeah I always out the mix
Ain't no blender gonna fix
Like brining hoes
To tell the news
Light it up and burn the fuse
Talking about you been abuse
Girl
Want no money, you don't want no bread, oh
- Yeah.
- Come on, everybody, clap your hands.
Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball
There is a whole lot going on now
T let's get this going
Hmm
Mac are you ready for this one
Yes Sir
You ready, haha ha
Yeah
You already know Na8
wearing a wire
Play with paper You'll expire
Don't go by Sir bitch call me Sire
Javon the the CEO I'm the Empire
GVM Billionaire taking us higher
Now we're
sing and by dancing boot-scooting style
Betty has a contagious smile that you just can't ignore
Her songs will fill your heart with joy and leave you
thinking it's a wrap
See we can't hustle in they trap
We ain't from (Georgia)
Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses
The mayor say don't worry bout it
I'm by myself but I don't give a fuck
Maybe I do
Maybe I need. some. one. like. you
When I was hurting down bad you knew
Didn't have to say shit cuz I
Fentanyl, dog, I wouldn't even take that
Lil' bro beat the stakes, somehow his case got picked up by the feds
He a opp but he can't talk no more, but he
say my name, bitch, here I come (yeah, ooh-ooh)
Huh, I can't see what I done (ooh-ooh)
Every day, it's just me and my gun (ooh)
Yeah, niggas talkin'
and shovel too, ain't no machine can
That's been proved to you"
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
that's been proved to you!
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
late
Cause I need a house with a pool
Nah, I need a house by the lake
Might pull up in something new
Yeah, that's all I want
Brand new, ain't no used new
and doors, and clothes
big body's sittin' on 24's
money on my mind you know
slow it down youngin', I got riches to get
I'm sir mix a lot when I'm mixin' these
dream better than Katie Perry
My best wit stayed inside the house don't f*** with energy they don't mess with
Gaming with the brodies
Safe to say my home
a house
They always said I couldn't rap, I just say bitch
I guess the bitch, made me rich
And now you wanna call me hardcore
While I be steppin
the music loud
I'm bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Whip, slip, slide by the dancefloor
Baby grab me by the hand say she wanna dance, oh oh
Is
this)
Lobster tail with the black truffle, lots of mail in that black duffel
Mm-hmm
I'm the gladiator, I'm the Black Russell
Sound the sir on the Mack
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