Lyrics:
buried in holes of many ditches
(Many, many) homes, plenty chrome up on my whip
(Plenty) stop for you make me run up on your block and cock the semi
like they never house trained us
But, try to understand that's how we came up
You get to know us, you'll love us but you can't change us (naw)
Really
Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run)
I got shining on re-run
Yeah, they see me,
you, never knew, what good head'll do
Turn a freak to a bisexual
and if she's flexible fuck the nigga next to you
"Make it hot" - Notorious B.I.G
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
of cash can get a nigga bag
But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad
Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk
Me to you's
This for the ones
(Never had none and never been bought)
Live by the gun
(Die by the gun, rifle sun)
Grind for the Ghost
(World for my girl,
You know Lil Ced, that's my nigga, I made him a millionaire
Fuck it, we all rich
I ain't tryna have babies right now, so we fuck with a rubber
But
Gang, Gang
They ain't never gotta ask this one question
Who's the Queen? Likkle Miss Obsession (uh)
I'm the one who keep you bitches under pressure
The international asshole
Who complain about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his
a little bit of money never hurt nobody
But if you're trying to take mine
I'ma hurt somebody
And I'ma pile it up til I'm dead and gone
We don't want no
bring the bitch, Doggy Dogg might leave with her
The breadwinner, I'm so rich and I'm never bitter
Runnin' game like a treadmill, cold nigga, big winner
rich
Started trapping ima stop when the whole gang rich
Talking on the internet when you gon slide
My click caught you lacking need tools by your side
You ain't fly
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin'
You ain't fly
Out here flexin' for them bitches when you barely getting by
I hate to see
Yeah, this record's for my baby, my baby boo
I know I'm always on the road, I'm always gone
And you say I'll never make records for you no more
Well
I'm goin' buy me the fall
And get a Myspace lick (yeah)
You know how many hits Myspace gets (yeah)
Man it's like I'm hurting feelings just by telling
think of me?
One last big hug
One last good cry
One last kiss
And then, I'll say goodbye
You won't get rid of my love
With no damn headache pill
Gotta bring it all to you
Lookin for a moment I can read the room
Sittin by the window I can see the moon
When she's around they scream it
You
reminisce
And wish you wasn't livin' so devilish, shit
I remember I was just like you
Smokin' blunts with my crew
Flippin' over 62's 'Cause G-E-D wasn't B-IG
when I first met you in my cousin's house?
A week later, we was fuckin' on your mama couch
Now it's been said that big girls, they don't cry
But they
fly by
Somebody told me, you're living high on life
Beautiful trophy, you'll probably make your wife
Like to believe she looks a lot like me, at least
to the pavement
We live dangerous, often findin' ourself in the eyes of strangers
(Who the fuck is you?) My dream is big and in it my team is rich
As seen
If you know somebody like that pull up and say to 'em
Ye ain't ridin' (ye ain't ridin')
Ye ain't bumpin' like I'm bumpin'
Ye ain't sayin'
twenties were never meant for loving somebody else
They were for loving you
They were for loving you
As the years went by
They asked what am I doing with my
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