Lyrics:
ain't hear no complaints
But I know that I will always continue to grow
As long as I lead and never follow no one else's shadow
There will never be
violate on my turf
Nigga yesterday just died like that
Ain't no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we ain't seen shit
Pull up after dark with
down on hoes and look up to Dre
Cause ain't ("No more fun and games!")
Gangsta, gangsta! ("That's what they're yellin")
("It's not about a salary, it's
ain't nobody could tell me shit
I spent 30K on my daughter birthday, everybody had fun
Nigga, everybody lit
When a nigga go home, I don't answer my
Is it silly, no when a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants to fly
Hey, some say a man ain't happy truly
Unless a man truly dies oh why?
did
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doing front flips
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit
Betta not violate on my turf
Nigga yesterday just died like that
Ain't no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we ain't seen shit
Pull up
stuttered when you walked by
You want me to lick it and even worse
Got your heart set on me goin' first, and that ain't no fair exchange
You do me
Betta not violate on my turf
Nigga yesterday just died like that
Ain't no investigation, no statements
And no witnesses, we ain't seen shit
Pull up
the ladies, they ain't no propmaster
But you know who's the main propmaster
Me!
a kilo, a apron, show me the stove
General electric, perfected, cooking them O's
No more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves
Hoes, I
ain't no tramps
Try to get that pussy and she say you can't
Me and my partners we got that game
Check a square-ass bitch and make her throw that thang
time I ate Cheerios
Most of these niggas venereal can't get no play through my stereo
I know these bitches by area codes
Come to my city my area cold
Heavenly Father give power to me
Over temptation in my hour of need
Say I'm not forsaken shower over me
All of Your patience my stone ain't ready
you told me
No baby I ain't with the bullshit
I been fuckin you for two weeks and I ain't seen no cashflow increase
You've been runnin your mouth,
I don't wanna do that
But let me run a few questions by you so I don't screw up accidentally
If I don't spray Lysol after moving a bowel
That's
like I'm givin' up
It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
Soon as I got rich, soon as I
a movie
Ain't no nigga tall, who can stand up and move me
Kamiayah was born, I had to get my shii together
Took my focus off, the things I ain't matter
I
I believed in you
I thought you could do no wrong
Until I saw one day
That you were stringing me along
Played me for a fool
You used me once too much
that ain't something Obama gave me
It's me and the S-N Double O-P
To my sisters with the voices like SWV
You already know what it is, yeah
You know
you not even here?"
Well, out there there ain't nothing for me
And I think I need to come home
Tell me, who did I leave behind?
You think it got
warm nut on your breasts
Ain't nothin' fuckin' with them bitches
(nah) from the West
Eternally thug nigga, Hilfiger made by Tommy
So when I speak hope
and I ain't talking Yoplait
When I get to spraying I wave back and forth like hip hop hooray
No real talent
Not a real artist
But tell me the ones with
the pigs, cause they be grimy
You know Pak, Quan, and Checc, all the goons is right beside me
Castro in the cut with Lil' Bro in case we slidin'
Four deep
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