Lyrics:
even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about
Let me show you, the rhyme
Excuse me - but, Lady Liberty needs glasses
And so does Mrs justice by her side
Both the broads are blind as bats
Stumblin
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
Come on
1 2 1 2 uh uh
1 2 1 2
Mr. Meth and Doc
1 2 1 2
Uh uh 1 2 1 2
DJ Scratch on the track
1 2 1 2
Wa wa 1 2 1 2
Break your motha fuckin
uncontrollabe, obstinate beast
[Verse One:]
Horny little devil, you gotta back up
Horny little devil, you can't bust a nut
Lookin at my girlfriend's black skin
know why?
'Cause it's spoken by the brother, whose name is spelt
The "I" the C-E-T., cold chillin', rhyme villain on the M-I-C
With raps roarin',
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
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
finally set free
By the realization, all I gotta do is be me, be me
Uh, anime-lovin', video game-playin'
Put that shit in my raps, people like, "What
and Smif-N-Wessun
Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
cats in rap worth top dollar
In fact, touch mine's and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who could relate? We play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch 'em
I'll holler back
Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
Gangsta Grillz (Gangsta Grillz)
Yessir
Ayy, Drama, haha, I told you, nigga (Mr
bout the Native Tongue again my friend
I tell you Jungle Brothers "On the Run" (a-one, two, a-one, two)
I'm shakin' hands with many devils in
don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take
of champagne, say fuck
If the hoes like it
I love it nigga nigga nigga
Used to watch Rap City Big Tigga Tigga
Rap nerd even copped Rah Digga Digga
Pac had
like, ayy (Lil Boat)
I'm in this bitch like, ayy
I'm in his bitch like ayy
(His bitch, ayy, uh)
I'ma need me a minute before I walk in, ayy
I
president's resident, and I'm the first dog
You know the M.O.P status
In the history of crime and rap we some the baddest
Word to the mommy
Any
below
I’m bout’ to catch a cold
Stripper at the Lowe’s
I wanna bless you hoes
Treatin’ this rap like trap
Countin’ cash at every show
Drop two door
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my spot to your block)
[2x]
[Mr. Lil One]
Well I'm Lil One I got bitches galore
You may have a lot bitches
recognize, freak bitches fantasize
Uhh, ahhh..
Chorus: Lil' Cease
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
need help Because the black man is God
The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil
I need help So this is to bring
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
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