Lyrics:
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
still be at your ass firin' (brr brr)
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
Boy I hit the beat I just treat that shit like a diary
I'm
leader
Never leave the block
without my heater
Two big pitts
I call them Mobb b****
N**** eaters
And I won't whimper till I'm gone
Thug Life
Running
Bad boy baby
Yeah, yeah
Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah
Yeah, B.I.G. 2000
B.I.G. 2000 Born Again, c'mon, yeah
The weak or the strong, who got it goin'
M.A.F.I.A. clique
Dressing up trying to be us (take money)
How the fuck they gon' be the mob when we always on our job? (Take money)
We millionaires
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
post while I'm eatin' spaghetti
Damn, girl, can't you be normal?
I'm famous as fuck, yeah, we get it already
But who give a shit about that
I am
these rhymes on my pad
I wouldn't be so mad, my attitude wouldn't be so bad, yeah, dad
I'm The epitome and the prime example of what happens
When
this Bugatti
Bitch, I'm bad, I'm worse, I'll pass the purp'
Don't fuck with me 'cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk
I swear I be the sickest
[Nickelus F: speaking]
Niggas in the city hatin' me man they trippin'
When I'm the only one that's really spittin'
My nigga Lil Lee the only one
of here
Nigga be snoring all night I can't sleep (Notorious)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
buried
Them b****es die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'm a ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd
a tug boat, who want smoke?
Yeah, 'cause the bullet be drippin' like snot from a snub nose
I'm aimin' right to your heart like a love note
I told you
wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
This will be the last package I ever send
to kill a muther f**ker and it's done in.
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct -
Is one of the main reasons I don't give a f**k.
Chances are
or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these
a menace
Know they tired of me, they hopin' I'm finished
Who would ride for me if I wasn't winnin'?
And who would die for me if I wasn't livin'?
These
this DJ who was mixin'
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the The Wizard
You ain't have a f- clue what you was missin'
I'd zone out with
around the corner
Cause the little motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independent women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that
M.A.F.I.A. clique
Dressing up trying to be us (take money)
How the fuck they gon' be the mob when we always on our job? (Take money)
We millionaires
bay, a bay bay, a bay bay
I'm in tha club hollerin'
[Lil Boosie:]
A bay bay its Lil Boosie
This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie
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