Lyrics:
smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, don't push me
Roc-a-fella forever, Memph man, what what
[Chorus 2x]
[Beanie Seigel]
Peep the kid from P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
10Dee don't play
And I wanna make M's by the way that I spray
Tell a man N O if they wanna play games
How you gonna live if you don't make P's
Get out
really sweat the real fools
Show those muthafuckas the real tools
Check the enemy, it ain't the family
Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D.
They gotta understand, they
the blues
Can't be no baller if your a hoe tryin to slang yah-yo
Smart tymer thought I'm the one tryin to see their neck broke
Flip by Calliope
Fo-fo's
Hurrah
her bags pack her bags left
Your style is A, be , see-D
E-F, G-H, I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P, Q-are-S
Don't test, I taught you how to get your deals
the P.O.P.
The "cash on delivery" at the "point of purchase" - don't I be workin?
Heaven and hell is standin next to you at the same time
Cuttin into your
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
Three, Beanie Seigel:
Peep the kid from P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella
decision
I play with them switches like an electrician
My new name is P, cause the L's done went missing
Killed his ass made him ghost like a vape
Hoe wanna
Y'all want to know why the album is late
I've been giving y'all time to get the last one straight
T-O-T-P back when me and Doc put them days in
nobody gon' buy you like
That P-Miller clothing line
Or an album from No Limit
This is no gimmick
When I spit it's so prolific
I ain't worried about these
Beast Huncho
Big P.G.E
Like look, the diamonds up like
I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my
'm coming with the goodness
Acting like I ain't been in it
Like I ain't been pushing my limit
Hold up, wait up, get your weight up!
P-L-P but fuck around get
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Moving
They don't wanna show us
Cause we cruising
Back of the bus, we are choosing
Choosing to better, we ain't losing
Never losing
A one
I ain't
happened to L, what happened to Proof and Jam Jay though
Hip-hop'll lean on you, R-I-P to Fredo
Young niggas stay woke, old niggas stay woke
It's rainin'
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
nigga kick that freestyle about the punk police")
I give N.Y.P.D. Blues
I shot Magnum P.I. now I'm a Cops Current Affair on the ten o'clock news
Kidnapped
Wiley
Representing, ain't got the tee on
Today but you know it’s Boy Better know
Okay!
My name's Skepta, also known as H-A-Y
'Cause if I got P’s I
happy with a G, I wanna get
H, i, j, k, l, m, n, o, p
I remember saying that when I was 3
I used to say J, K, minna minna P
My teacher that taught me my
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