Lyrics:
better
4 days and 3 nights might as well be forever
Don’t say you’ll miss me it hurts more than helps
Mr. and Mrs. all by ourselves
This half single
walked
I was writing raps before she started talking
Now it's Hawsa "Mr. Don't Talk To Me, I'm On Top"
I used to be "Hawsa That Got Bullied By The Jocks"
and pearls
My destiny is to be blind from this fucked up world
Nigga!!!!!!
Chorus[x4]
[Mr. Pookie]
Still doin bad, but life is bout to change
My homie
Oh, newspapermen meet such
Interesting people!
He knows the low down (now it can be told)
I'll tell you quite reliably off the record
About some
I don't wanna see you go
I want somebody to love me
Why'd it take so long to know?
I want somebody to love me
I want somebody to be nice
See the boy
you think I ain't hit?
I got her fuckin' my nigga, we on the same tip
Rosé bottles, case full of Cristal
Used to be thuggin', doggy, he a bitch now
hit the floe [Hit the floe (3X)]
Here we is boy, here we is boy
[Mr. G Stacka]
OK now
Now who be dropping them bombs
They keeping you crunk by making
thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm
dancer)
You can by my private dancer (You can by my private dancer)
(Now) you, you can by my, you can be my private
Used to, pressure, ridin', Mrs
to fix
[Mr. SOS]
Today's about to be one of the biggest days of my life
'Cause I'm about to ask the women I love if she'll be my wife
I just know that she
gunfights under the street lights
I'm used to those
It's dem Boyz N Da Hood, sell anything for profit
Five in the mornin' on the corner clockin'
Yeah we
tryin to be a man
Wishing I had a chance to be a son first
You know its crazy cos like when I was a kid
My dad used to pick me up from school
He was
Verbs drop solid, stimmulate ya like a porno
I hit the mental on the [ ] rental
Used to stroke skins, to the [fredricks] I'll be gentle
Many tried
get a little piece of this
thang here like that there, trip.
Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy
'til it's soft & mushy I love that
like to pay a couple respects to the people
That made me what I am today
All the people I used to listen to while I was growing up
Put your hands
bitches around G
It used to be fun, but now it's gettin borin to me
Constantly fuckin, fuckin, fuckin, fuckin
Ridin my dick like a horse, buckin, buckin
Bushwick Bill
And fuckin two of the finest bitches around G;
it used to be fun but now it's gettin borin to me
Constantly fuckin fuckin fuckin
(Bushwick Bill)
And fuckin two of the finest bitches around G
it used to be fun, but now it's gettin borin to me
Constantly fuckin, fuckin,
not known'
I get drunk and start talking more shit
And when I got a gun in my hand
You better get out
'Cause my brain
Just ain't what it used to be
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
to be nice
I used to shoot dice
I used to watch Spice
Between blurry lines
"Don't let your dick run your life"
That's Mr. Rhythm's good advice
I'll never
[Chorus: Mr. Probz]
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now
TO BE LIKE THIS… (USED TO BE LIKE THIS)
WHEN YOURE WANTED BY POLICE…..
MY PEOPLE MAKE ME HEAR UNO SING AGAIN…….
VERSE 2
NOW THE POLITICIAN SITTING DOWN….
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