Lyrics:
have her living how she should be
No stress, no worries, you can call me cause it's
Sunshine or rain, I'll be there
For the good times or bad, I'll
thinking
And this thought just popped in my head
And I thought, wouldn't shit just be a lot easier
If you dropped dead? (Dead)
I would feel so (so) much
hittin' up Virgil for Louis Vuitton
It's not in the Bible to wife off one girl
I'm Muslim, I go by Quran
The way I be smilin' and holdin' my gun
She
and ODed
It's all good, I'm havin' fun
With my niggas and me
The Z3 accompanied by a driver named Boo
I'm high, I smoked a lot
I'm gonna blaze 'til I'm
a deep drag of me
'till you're high, I'll make you feel so good inside
(lower, deeper, damn it's getting hot)
(harder, faster, don't you ever stop)
who you wanna stroke
Just as long she down, if she not, fuck it, then run along, boy
It's too many fish to be pressed about a bitch
I'm stackin' too
homies in the federal
Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up
They beat the block up, yet and still they couldn't stop us
Damn it feels good to be
[Chorus: x2]
Damn, it can't get no worse than this cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve
ya own dance
DJ play my song, -Where dem dollars at- by Gangsta Boo
Plus another southern diva Mia X is coming too
We don't like dem boys who be all
suckers been hatin for this
You know why ? Because so many are relatin to this
Jealous is how they feel it intentionally
but they start to love it becoz I
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
still dont love b****es
My G-n****s, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!)
Speak it loud and clearly
If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach)
thinking 'bout you
The way you do what you do
With you I can not lose
Now let me put it down
I be thinkin 'bout the way you do it good
I be thinkin
damn town to get killed
It's all about the game, and nothin' else
You come out here, you better watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even
lyrics didn't
Ya gangsta look did it
So I would write it if y'all could get it
Being intricate'll get ya wood critics
On the internet
They like
clip that's about to explode
oh, you didn't know ?
it's dem boys dirty, dirty
act n wit dirty, dirty
he go by that bloody, bloody
six feet deep in
, gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?
It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot
for 1-87
2-11, Real niggas made it out the hood
Word seven bigger figures
And you know its all good
Chorus:
Wha wha, I want to be a livin'
motherfucking gimp
I get down damn, runnin' from damn town
Dogghouse nigga, Dogg Pound, bound
How you motherfuckers like me now when I do it like?
Bust
it make me feel alive
It's the mo mo to the B
Pull up on us baby for that smackin grilled Cheese
Dipped in the sauce
Fit for a boss
Get a Mob Plate
you got an itch
Creep the the mic and throw it in a ditch
It's no more good when me and
My boys from the hood
Get a hoe, better go go while you could
I was bout it bout it be
Before Cash Money, I really stash money
Before DMX, I was wild on a sec
Momma say knock 'em out Ralim on a dec
Before
girls they, they got attention
But I just always feel like there in need of something you got
It's obvious you're pretty
Heard that you're a student
it's private
Damn, I hate a shy bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch?
Yeah, I ate a shy bitch
She ain't shy no more
She changed her name to My Bitch
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