Lyrics:
Readin' Pimp
Playa-istic shit
By dino boys
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny
And make 'em join
The winning team
Ain't nothin'
jewels? Lets talk about it
want to talk about money? don't talk without it
want to talk about chicks? Lets talk about it
want to talk about hits? Lets
gave niggaz exposure
I was carried by Allah on his shoulders
Sober my first AR in the hood
Would of stuck a muhfucker and bring his truck if I could
and what you still owe
you seen them projects, lately you better watch it
why they got us surrounded if money is the object?
why they use satellites to keep
intimidated by the slow flow
Hurt my feelings is a no no
Let me sit beside you at the sun beach, got me trippin off the sun heat
See you think it run me, see
on the mere thought of mo' money
So this is what I did I forbid
The attitude that'll get ya
suckered out of a picture
I never saw myself as some kinda hero
So
Pimps, I bust 'em, niggas, don't trust 'em
Snitches, don't want 'em in my shit
We in a tunnel, buyin' mo' by the bundle
You know when we come
gave niggaz exposure
I was carried by Allah on his shoulders
Sober my first AR in the hood
Would of stuck a muhfucker and bring his truck if I could
a sad case, still want to test mine?
Yeah this is Brad's race, and here comes the next rhyme
You shoulda thought, before you stepped into
like the kids
Now I'm trying to get my kids a head start
To get them set, on their marks
On this marathon of life I'm Gebrselassie
A son of Selassie I mo
No games I'm just saying
Time ain't promised so I want mo money like Marlon Wayans
Had to tell them stop playing, got to family now lil girl stay
Brains nuanced we the new ones actin’ a nuisance
No money but got my two cents
Good trees loose leaf and smooth music
Acoustic plugged in you choose
'bout?
Learn a thing or two
Ayo, this job takes some late nights
Stuck in seclusion suffering delusion
I'm stuck inside of the music
They confused by my
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가로막혀있는 모두에게 난 말해 wtf?
I want my money want my power
내 거 도로 뱉어
누가 날 막어 제대로 해둬 방어
들어와 매일 공격 우리 모두가 locked up
앞으로 가지 시원한 공기
If I lose it all will you still be there for me
If I no get money o will you still be loving me
If you knew my weakness would you stand by me
Ti won
was so in love, damn, I was so blinded
Once upon a time, I wasn't cold and lifeless
I go through all this shit, but they still call me childish
No, no,
til they run my credits
I'm tweekin on em til they run my credits
Kids worship new Benjamin's, high blood pressure
But he still in a bens
Lit
A bitch, she better have my money and the
Many better back up from me
Before you get the smack from me
I'm right here in the Cadillac homie
You would think I
In The Weekend
Smile On Her Face But I Know She Misleading
I Put My Money Where My Mouth Is
Them Man Talking Bare Shit Man I See Your Mouths Where
that if I came, then it's a check
I know that money don't equate respect
I know you n****s probably still be broke, if your checks reflect your intellect
at? These the DMs that he swung by
Why you watch that? That's fake! You so dumb! Ha!
I bet you remember when you got smartened up
Still hurt? I can see
too loud they gon call the cops
Fuck em all
A young Tookie with a mind of silence
You still pussy when you speak I hear the cunniligus
A ceiling fan
I got a temper that can change temper
Don't temper with it
I'm an animal without a leash, yeah I'm a motherfuckin' beast
Created by the Most High
new flows, new hoes, money fat like sumo's
Ugh, and we gon' sample so they sue mo'
What's the good word, niggas blazing that herb
Take a puff and I
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