Lyrics:
man
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
And shake your motherfuckin neck until your head flops
'cause I'm runnin with the beaoch
shout out to Will Smith
Cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world
of his head,
Chorus
If you take my life,
I will take your dreams,
Get my revenge,
By any means,
If you take my life,
I will take your dreams,
Verse 2
comfortable you never leave your bed
But if you never let it out, and it never leave your head
Hoping it swallow you whole leaving you just seeing red
I hope
Becky and the Mary-Jane
It's the king, nigga like a 18-wheeler swerving in and out of every lane
Never been a part of their in-crowd
Got a problem with
On the dancefloor shawty started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a balla by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it
a vest and some olive oil that the pastor blessed (pastor blessed)
That I take out the bottle, put it on my head and chest (head and chest)
To protect me
started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep
J.O.W.I.M.I.B.A.
Nigga replay, them seconds.
Addressing me by my name is the only way you'll get in my section.
I've been sitting in shitty
Spare me from taking to my bare feet cause I really need a liftoff
From the Mary I try to always carry ready to go and bust it out the fucking ziplock
Big
to be
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me
And it's home,boys,home
Home I'd like to be home for a while
In me me own country
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
Surrounded by the hate I'm like where the love go
I got so much pain but cant never let it show
Fell in love with Mary J and this the murder she wrote
This
kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee
I don't go out my house, shorty
You just waiting to see
Who I'm
kizzay?
Izzall rizzight
Izzo kizzy?
Izzall rizzight
Nizzow wizzee wilzzo-izzo-zee
I don't go out my house, shorty
You just waiting to see
Who I'm
it's just out of my hands
Out of my hands now I got a whew I got a
I got some rounds emptied by my head
Can't get to testifying on the stand
Emotional
you ever get one of a full head of wisdom
Then the game is in you
It's alright (hmmmm)
Guess what? I was asked by me called God.
Verse 1.
It's amazing
ready to rumble
Still out doing these 10 shots, Kelly wants 10, that's 5 on 5
Used to sit, watch time go by, spent most of my days in YOI's
Put too
a fuck about no father
Smokey Mary J, give me power Wham Tejada
Double mint, bottled water, on a hoe I'm super cool
He crashing out by that bitch again,
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
Been waiting now bitch let's ride
Put them j's up to the sky
Let the smoke into my mind
Ok like I can't lie I'm fried
They watch me slowly drifting by
I
Haters knotted up, when you trip
Put canker sores in your whip
That's what I do to protect my party
My goons snatch you out by your Ed Hardy
Then its
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