Lyrics:
fall in love and get hurt by a bitch
Nine months later cause got mirked by a bitch
See I'm just a nigga that ya don't wanna
Reverse the game on her,
like it was Spider Sense tingling
Blitz ya like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England
I'm out the game, put the second string in
This Brandy
There ain't nothing left
Photographs my picture by my bed
What you think when you said all that you did
You let me think that I caused all, all
Or die by fly guy!
He'll push ya' out,
No wings attached!"
Just do as I say, no mistake,
He'll blow away.
What if I was daydreaming?
What if
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
the latest sound
Guaranteed to blow your mind
So high you won't come down
Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man
You've never heard a sound
Like
the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah)
Tryna be like gang, you better go get it in Vogue (yeah)
Put 84's on lanes, I ride by, you think it
is.
And I tried to love you in my own way,
I think that you know I did.
But to have you here, to see you living,
Oh so near to me, yeah, yeah,
Halle Berry did Michael Ealy
I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)
I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy
Cause the salt
of MPs
Yell out, freeze!
And I think I gotta part in a movie.
Hey! I'm talkin' to you
Tell me what did I do?
You're a draft
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly but I can feel it in the wind
As I sit back relax
puff a blunt/sip a Becks
think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
for fuckin Patti Labelle
oooh
to be alive
Just think it all started you fussin' with three guys
Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way
You could fuck around, get shot, die
everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)
'Cause I think we can
*bang*
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both
on Jambalaya.
Well before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand,
By the time I could talk I had my own band.
I went on the road when I was eight years old,
When
think I better
Kick ya to the curb 'cause this hurts word
You dis and want to kiss? Now that's absurd
Yo Spinderella ain't the kind
put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair
I Think by 112
He said that you were crazy
He said that you were losin your mind
And that you don't know how to treat a man
But baby you do me
trickin' on them hoes
And another thing baby that just ain't right
Is these robbers and these haters, out pullin' capers
Did you ever think that it
a O.G. who never did shit wrong
You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now nigga it's on
You and your Doggy Dogg, think that y'all hoggin' shit
Both of you
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well, listen here, gangsta
Don't cross
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