Lyrics:
crook
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
hurt your bunch, get mercked your front
in the wrong certain punk, mack clever niggaz
def wrecker, catch on a delo with mecca and etcha-sketcha
shorts and why bother
To whine while I dine, sounds genuine
You walked in the wrong camp, punk, stepped on a land mine
Boom bang, bust the slang that
ask about booboo
They tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation
There’s something wrong with my brain
Nigga front, I’mma squeeze it
Go ‘head stunt,
(not a goddamn thing)
To me, it was always get money or die (yeah)
I come up under Birdman, the Number One Stunna, you know what I mean?
I'm Stunna
(Hey hey)
I'm try'na get a number
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Half you niggas goin' 'bout it all wrong (All wrong)
Let me tell you what might help to get
brand new
Flow brand new
And that Boom boom brand new
Girls on that menu
Boys on the menu
What could be wrong with
Eazy E with a magnum bang, bang, oho
a goddamn thing)
To me, it was always get money or die (yeah)
I come up under Birdman, the Number One Stunna, you know what I mean?
I'm Stunna Jr. (Yeah),
Kids get your parents permission befor,fore,befo,fo,before tryin' this
Half of the hoes and the music goin' bang
Everybody everybody yeh we all
your eyes I'll bang your ho (bang your ho)
All she need is some guidance I'll tame your ho (tame your ho)
It's big pimpin' over here, man, yeah man
If
bang on mine
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time
It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfucking bimbo
So quit knocking at my window, you
Penny Penny Penny what's your number?
There's nothing I can do, I can't get through to you
I just wanna have a big bang or two
You live across the hall,
the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
[Chorus]
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin'
here, he rather too
But our father, the number when he ready too
Do not bother the rumble, niggaz ready too, bang you in a second
Keep the banger for
as long as you feed me
I pull the big joints out as long as the TV
Or I can play my part and just breathe easy right
(By your side)
As soon as something
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
To be rich and have a lot of fans
Have a lot of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one and loved by everyone
Getting drugged up with my
"Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots"
"Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots"
God damn, another fuckin' payback with a twist
hurry up, bang
Open your mouth 'cause here comes my wang
I'm Violent J, the southwest skitso
Born in a big top, magical mijisto
Dead body disco,
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
Meanwhile it's a bitch on the app right now
Gettin' fucked over, still braggin' 'bout her body count
Bing, baow, real big bang like a scene gal
Say he for
the verses]
Even though what we do is wrong...
We still hustle 'til the sun come up
Crack a 40 when the sun go down
It's a cold winter
Y'all niggaz
Well, I ain't very big for twentyone
And it seems I never could have any good clean fun
Cause every time I'd go outside some great big bully'd come
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
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