Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
. . now what you gonna say?
Frank: You ate my Chrissy?
Bozzio: Titties 'n all!
Frank: Well, what about the beer then, boy?
Bozzio: Ah . . .
richer (mo' money)
Now tell me if you wanna live forever
N****z dyin so be ready for whatever
(Yeah, ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
Thug Life
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
bees
To my prime I'm Optimus
Murder rap N***as
At this time and its obvious
No need persuade you n***as like lobbyist
Tired of being humble
Now it's
lil pretty lady
Want make you my baby
Birkins new mercedes
Good og want taste it
I’m wit Dubz wasted
Pull up like we racing
Park the coupe by JJ’s
Get
to entertain
so why the hell you hating me
You think it's easy and overnight we became
stars on TV
we put our backs into this hands dirty and our elbows greasy
dumb with my money
But I’m happy
N I’m all about my dubz
My tulisa gimme dappy
She call me scooby
So you know I call her scrappy
Let her hit
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
N*ggas even breathe wrong, shots gon fly now
I hope they got it by now
Jai been about a profit, still about it right now, right now
Uhn, All I wanna know,
tragedy
You should've took your chance with me
Cuz now I got you on your knees like
Pretty n pretty n I'm pretty n pretty n pretty n (Uh huh)
I'm pretty n
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Mama told me I was born to get it
By 21 I was quarter million'n
I was corner pitching now I'm foreign whipping
Temp tags on a rental car, in a fiend
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
Money it can make a n**** act different, when you get it n***** start act different
Trust nobody cause they gon tell your business
Stay by my
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
bad bad influence
Hmm I just want the good vibes
Tonight I don't want no incidents
But now you wanna do too much
You're tryna turn up till it's 6am
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