Lyrics:
live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you Redman one more time
This is Jeff Stewart and you know how I do it god damn!
So who's that
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
then mailed it to another state
They tryna judge me by my lifestyle, plus these tats that's on my fuckin' face
But I'm a live this fuckin' lifestyle
twerkin' wit'?
Throw it, bust it open, show me what you twerk wit'?
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac-Man
Hundred out
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
Mini Tech on the lap, that's a gun on a
Back to back (?) with the top off
Poppy steak schnitzel with some hot sauce
Vick then ruff on the sawed off's
Reporting live from where reporters die
Newscasters coming too early
Witnessing homocides
Pearly gates forming in the sky as we
Wait for your suit
and Biggie Smalls...
[Nortorious B.I.G.]
Aw, shit!
On top of all that, I'm so, so remarkable,
Flow to make you motherfuckers know
Ain't an MC coming close
a couple candy canes for my ho-ho-hoes
Ah, anyway
I live at the North Pole with my wife
And many happy elves, it's a happy life
I have rosy cheeks and I
the top laid back
Black hat, fine blonde, cold pabst in my lap
I'll adapt to any and all situations
That's why the call me the pimp of the nation
Hey bitch
stress got me losing my hair too
Lets release, get live on the track
Got my baby in the whip, she could ride on my lap
Put that one finger up mommy, guzzle
live on the track
Got my baby in the whip, she could ride on my lap
Put that one finger up mommy, guzzle some more
Tell them the only issues you got is
and it's my only gun
Sometimes this journey to the top can be a lonely one
Yeah, and this victory lap a lonely run
While my hometown screamin' you
[Lil' Keke]
Woody,Wodie,Woody,Wodie........
[Juvenile]
My nigga,my motherfuckin',my wodie-May'ron
My people like used to be runnin' with up in
dump his ass in a reservour
Real n-gga repertoire
Add five or six blunts to the head, it helps
Reportin' live from the top of the food chain
We eatin
a benz while a bitch is sitting on my lap
Im gonna be a rockstar aint no turning back
Im gonna be a popstar put chains on my neck
Im gonna be on top
Don't wan' waste your time
Baby ain't no lie
Could be U N I tonight
Don't be juvenile
Let's not do the signs
Do you wan' be mine tonight?
You could
motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either
hardbody
And I got downtown four partners
And I'll go to war 'bout 'em
Smoke weed on the west by my dawg house
Feel like the Godfather and I don't have
to the street (blah)
She call me Young Beckham, 'cause a nigga go deep (yeah)
I live by the beat, I'ma kill what I eat (ayy)
If you a real bitch, light it up
TO DO IT
PERSERVERING
MY OBSTACLES COME FROM MY APPEARANCE
BLACK NIGGA
TOO LIVE
TOO FYE
GAS ON THE EMPIRE STATE
YOU KNOW THATS TOO HIGH
BOY IM FROM DEC
life when you down eight lives
Top of the night I'm up in queens like, "Ah, yeah"
Se te olvidó mirar desde el nivel más alto
Y tu semejante quiere
life when you down eight lives
Top of the night I'm up in queens like, "Ah, yeah"
Se te olvidó mirar desde el nivel más alto
Y tu semejante quiere
to nobody lived life by my rules
Wrist locked in chains I grew up in the system Shelburne and Waterville are like juvenile prisons
They took away my
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