Lyrics:
Wit Me?)
And all the pistol packers (Iz U Wit Me?)
I'm comin' to get ya, like the grim reaper
Ya soul's in the hole and ya only get deeper
Check it, I
lesbians
Hit em wit the Mac, hit em wit the Tec 9
Hit em wit the Ruger by the intersex sine
Hit em wit a Tommy so my
Niggas call me Pammy and I
Always eat
the beef
Like the stakes high
I got Gherb on repeat
It's a chill night
Thigh high jeans and she thick
I'm a slim
Dude
Ruined the mood
Back from booking
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
weed
Drive-bys every day
Wonder what's goin' on
Here outside wit my muthafuckin' A.K.
Woah, what I'm gonna do when it's cold outside?
Ha, oh, woah
Fizzace?)
Feelin' I'm gone come fuck wit you
(Come on down loco)
Ai please have some bitches please
(Ha ha ha) Ha ha ha
Locc I been hustlin' all
don't want it
But by midnight you be stayin' wit' me, layin' with' me
She playin' games, but I got the cheat codes
And with a girl who fine like mine,
They can't question what we do Jigga
Once again it's on, Young run through you niggaz
Like a glitch in the computer nigga
I'm the shit, I'm a sewer
like we used to, used to
But I'm still in love with you
Wait
Wait a minute
Now if I drive by your house (house)
And see some bitch in your bed,
on the top ten years ago, and I'm still here
And I knew it since Jimmy was in that wheelchair
I feel there, ain't nobody here my path but me
And if you pass
You'd better get away
And I'm movin' on
Like a lightnin' bolt
(Get away)
Any boy can dream (ah-ha)
Dream of anything just like you
It's never
the chops
Heart's stoppin' and it's makin' you drop
Audemars, time's tickin' the watch
Like MJ, I'm grabbin' my crotch
No gravity when a nigga moonwalk
Here
beef wit one time-S.O.S.
When you standin on the front line-S.O.S.
Niggas wanna steal your sunshine-S.O.S.
When it comes time to do or die-S.O.S.
For
I just wanna see the world
Book a flight
See the sunrise from another planet
Take a trip to the moon
Every time I'm wit you
Energy like a magnet
I'm
a love
You watched me come up from a scrub
Now ya see ya son riding everyday on dubs
But I wish, I could share them times wit' you
It got me pissed,
(what, what, yeah)
And you should love it, way more than you hate it
Nigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar
it's
Stupid Dumb Dada
And I am alright with my enemies thinkin' I'm
Dum-dum-dumb
Ha Ha Howww
This beat was produced by QST
And the syck bars wit tha
ha ha ha, nasty Ludacris
On the track with it, got
Enough ammo to blow you out of proportion
And put a muthaa on his
Back wit it i'm so wrong, I'm
So
you, can feel me
When I say, pay before you play wit' me
Wanna taste this, but it's priceless
It's something that you never done before, I'm not ya
wit it. I'm so wrong, I'm so Gudda, I'm so dangerous, ain't I? I'm so gone off these suckas but the ??? will bang ya, cause I'm a silent aima, the fat
Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by
gangsta, but it's just the way of life
If life's a bitch, better make everyday your wife
I'm from the era of the shootouts from drug spots
Happy to be
Keep a tool around me (uh)
It'll keep you fools from 'round me
Couple of them dudes surround me
Wit' a gat, wit a strap in a backpack
When they cap
(want) what (what)
None of you niggaz is be -Sig' word I'm done with you niggaz
[Beanie Sigel]
Once again it's on, fuck it we ain't through wit niggaz
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