Lyrics:
like its my wedding now
Gold Jesus pieces I bought it to keep the devil out
Good pip make these women want to go settle down
But from the start I tell
the perfect beat (seeking for the perfect beat)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
I must get mine (I'm out to get it)
Now in this world of music, there
Hey yo, Soopafly
These niggaz act like they don't know my motherfuckin' name (gangsta)
Hmm...ain't that a trip
Now I put half these niggaz
played
On the radio, I listened and let playback and play on cassette tapes
Hit stop, press rewind, and ask Scott, and then play it again
Play Eagles
Thinking war up in my head, now i mix dog water with fanta
told lil Bro, watch that back door, you'll get snaked, you don't know no better
Doing jail time
to Ludacris
Hit Dre at Aftermath
Make art with Anderson Paak
The nigga moved so I shot (boom)
Sorry, my wordplay explicit
Radio scared of me, but the hood say I
Then Jesus jumps up, says
"Now wait a minute judge, I got something to say
May I remind you that on a cross, 2,000 years ago
I washed his sins away, I
(Jose the Plug)
Ayy
Man, this street shit ain't no fun, niggas lost everybody (everybody)
It ain't even fair no more, the rats be out here
Damn this beat is thumpin
Coolin w my youngins
Bitch hit my phone lil bitch do you want something
I cant talk right now, cause this gg got me
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
like molasass
Continue the menu, next on the platter
Hey where that (bitch) at? (He's right here boy!)
I gotta see what I got and who I'm getting it with
fucking clowns
You niggas is fucking clowns, y'all ain't gonna nowhere
I'm right here, I'm right here, huntin' you'll motherfuckin'
Bitch ass niggas
can tell by the smell
I need the clock just to stop
This got me so outta pocket
When you get lost
I'll be here
Waiting for you
I'm waiting for you
I
dictate
But right now I'm just trying to
Go off for shit sake
And hear Heather B say talk your shit sway
Real shit and I believe in my craft
Sacrifice my
So Gone Challenge
So Gone M.E.Mix
Here I go here I go here I go again
Donnie W is now accepting challenges
Millionaire's Estate is the flag I'm
I think I might go to Pluto
I think I might go to space
My choppa' be kicking like judo
That shit hit you right in the face
You pretend you ain't
feeling on you knee high
Since a knee high
A black love story
Now light this blunt
Cause when that indica
Get into her
She for me
She want that Love Jones
Radio (something ain't wrong with me)
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Toney Starks Radio right here
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
knew 'em
Since my nigga took off the stocking caps to cool 'em
Yo, fire sour with gasoline burners, light up
Any microphone in the mix get lit right
bitch, I swear that life ain't fair
I'm off the shrooms, I'm geeked in here
We wide awake, no sleep in here
We wide awake, no sleep in here
I mix
put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn
on the get down!
That motherfucker better sit down
We up in this bitch now
Got the take to make the hap
We gon' make our money right
Tired of livin'
We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs
And they'll think it's just 'cause we're young
And we'll feel so alive
I'm only here by the grace of my
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