Lyrics:
about three miles
and you're now entering the infamous Lil Havana
Now I know yall studio gangsters be vibing off the movie Scarface
But the wrong
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
My life a motherfuckin' movie
Yeah, you right I do give a fuck
(JR, you trippin')
Yeah, my life a movie, my life a movie
Deep in this
[Ice Cube]
They say "Gangster, gangster! Tell me how you do it
How you get through it and them other niggas blew it"
I keep my eye on the prize then
because my hunger?
Mr. America young black niggas want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfucking G-pack in my hand
Look what
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
meant it
All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon
Fuck the system, I'm that
because my hunger?
Mr. America young black niggaz want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfuckin G-pack in my hand
Look
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzlin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'Cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is
mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
Should repent, I need me some Jesus in my life, Amen
I'm from the four but I love me
half the day
Plotting how we gon get this math with out getting blast away
I wake up to the same problems after today
Life is harsh, niggas gotta ?
understand how Mrs. Lisbon and Mr. Lisbon,
A math teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.
From that time one, the Lisbon house began to change.
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
Excuse me can you help me straighten up my head?
I got a new friend by the name of Mr Z.
Well what's wrong with that, don't ya like what you see?
the animals out
Break bread nigga
You niggaz settin' up to get me better come wit that four
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin' The Source
Mr. Pain'll
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily
I'm amazin', I always bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin'
Cosplay gangsters, fake-ass accents
Posted in another nigga hood like a bad bitch (where are you from?)
I'm a big dog, bitch, can't lil' sis me (lil' sis
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
thought Lil Wayne was Weezy
But Weezy is Dwayne
[Chorus]
I was watching t.v. the other day right
Got this white guy on there
Talking about black
and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah
I'm in your sea, you and me, you and me, yeah (yeah)
Keep my 4 right by my Bible
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