Lyrics:
(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
so we marching like (left, right, left, right)
Oh they follow me
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not intimidated by you
did and do shit that's better than new shit (what)
Fit for two clips (what)
The kid is a nuisance (yeah)
Aw man, he's inspired by his own gangsta
in music
Over the last decade
WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best
Album this year this year
I only got two nominations
By the Grammys: for
Best Rap
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
the exception, huh?
Didn't I give ya everything? Didn't I
Didn't I give ya everything? Didn't I
I tried my best just to be a man? Didn't I
I really didn't wanna
and did an album with No I.D.
And ain't came back since
Now we the best in the city, I rep for the city
That's about the time that you left for the city
when we laid at you and Paige's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
off of drug talk
(Told you they don't make niggas like the Butcher no more man)
Yeah, uh
In interviews talkin' Plug talk
Got my name off of drug
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
a riot
If I don't talk about it on my album, they won't buy it
Man, fuck that, listen up, quiet
They wanna see a black man fall down, uh
They wanna see
Niggas scared of that black
I drop that Black Album, then I back out it
As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me
From bricks to Billboards
From grams
a chart, straight up and down, man, there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover
Yo, Tip, don't worry none, you know I get
the music industry man.
Ludacris and field mob,
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.
can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
Who got another flight? (Me)
Man, my weed is the best
When they want KK in they chest, they call (me)
From my early days, if you ever want me
check to see how my album's doing today
The group L-M-F-A-O goes double platinum hey!
I got a party, man
That's how I live
So I take an elevator
G-Unit man, G-Unit video games
G-Unit everything man
When, every magazine stand you walk
By you're gonna see me
Every time you turn on your TV, you're
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