Lyrics:
Boys on the block told boys on the spot
You gotta a shot youngin', you ain't gotta get shot
Dangerous to measure a man by the size of his cock
hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seeking what will transmit
The scribes can apply to transcript, yo
This ain't no
really fucking with me
Ain't nobody really fucking with me
Angel baby
Man this party is fucking lit!
Man it's so many bitches out here!
Are these
by the way the girls act across the street
Hit the horn, but no stallin', keep ballin'
4 o'clock Sunday, I gotta hit the mall and
Fall in full
school boy love
You know I ain't lookin' for an overnight fling
One of those hurry up baby
Let's see what you got things
I tried it was fun for a while
But I'm out with a bitch
Mastro Ocean Club, wagyu with the center pink
I'm tryna get loaded, baby
Tell me what you drink
Ain't no other nigga with
There was no time to eat, she said to me
Boy hurry to Sunday school (you gave me unconditional love)
I remember when you told me certain friends
or you waitin'
(I ain't got no money- Rabbit, I ain't got no money)
(Well, I know you ain't lyin')
(With the money the bears took, we gon' go buy our
no game,
I ain't no Atari
Baby, she ride on my dick like a Harley
She gon' Bob on my dick like I'm Marley
I been running from my problems, I been
some are blooded-in
But there ain't no bloodin'-out
I'm on that same bullshit my
Big buzzings is about homocide, drive-by
Loaded clips and spit 'em out
sacrifice
Shawty ain't love me she just told me that she down to ride
Shawty ain't know me she just saw the pain that's in my eyes
No she ain't fuck with me
[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
schooling these kids
And I ain't even put on my hair net uhh
Truth or dare me
Then this Ruger bury
I'ma leave em shook up with no Shuca berry
Gun be going
a fuckin’ hurry.
You need to learn how to slow down & let me handle the business baby.
You smoother than me.
You think you’re smoother than me?
Girl: No Daddy
think I won't do it?
Charles Manson, Freddy Krueger, makin' babies drink lighter fluid
Yeah I'ma gangster, I ain't got time to be mushy
Keep yo'
Though it hurts me today
I'll get by
And I ain't gonna lie
Ain't gonna lie
Baby don't cry
Though my heart is breaking
I'm glad that you
Told
it
Another pill just to take the demons outta me
Another blunt just to up n feel a lil peace
Better days they aint far to me I know it now
See my baby
with this bitch here
It's bad enough that I'm rankin' myself
But I can't be ranked by no one else
U-G-L-why, bitch, you ain't got no alibi
So don't
crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why
to notice
Pleasing you is an exception baby you the coldest
Forbidden passion fruit so define by the lodes
Imagine a life without no worries
Amen a call I'll
jones
nigga hella broke , can' afford to pay attention
you need some intuition , i be on real gritting
i keep it real pimpin, no need to lie to you
No they ain't my bruddas
Know them pussies rather go blind then to see me win
I ran up some money
Started crying like hoes u gotta dick get out yo
up, vision goin blurry
Don’t go baby, what is with the hurry
I can’t even feel my face but you don’t need to worry
We Gave it some time
Let weeks go by
I HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE`S GOOD ROCKIN` TONIGHT.
GONNA HOLD MY BABY by the hand.
TONIGHT SHE`LL KNOW I`M A MIGHTY MAN.
I HEARD THE NEWS,
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