Lyrics:
Bitch, I know your daddy and your granny know I is (yeah, ha)
Bitch, I got that stack (ha)
Motherfuck your brother (ha)
Put his head on flat (ha)
I said, fuck em all, motherfuck 'em all
Y'all done turned a good guy into a Chuckie doll
I would've been your friend till the end bitch
Guess
jiggy perm ya curl?
Candle lights the world swiftly
Big Gipp AKA descendant miracle mutant motherfuck from birth
I stay down for the ready, ready
have one of my troops do
Nigga we'll kill you
I'm ready for combat, a solider on the front line
Take me to the streets, nigga motherfuck a punchline
went bublabublabubla
'cause I could give a motherfuck about looks
I just jock up another one for the books
I know this bitch fat round like a beachball
of wheat hanging out my mouth
And sport a funky-ass straw hat
But after I hit it...MOTHERFUCK THAT!
Bitch, I from the big city
And I'm finna fall asleep
a man, in my eyes
Then your head's off, and I'ma set off the wheels
Motherfuck the baby seals or savin' the whales
All the crack sells, it's
took my brain and motherfuck I want it back
I'm that nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and hack
With
Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones
Fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones
Why do we do the things that we do?
Who the motherfuck asked you, uh?
[Chorus (2x)]
Why
I want a brand new FN, motherfuck that Drac'
Tote that stick, I'm with that shit, I'm gon' protect you, bae
Whole lotta money on they head, it ain't
and the clique you claim
I'm a Westside rider, comin' quick with flame
Motherfuck love, fuck guilt and shame
4Hunnid everythin', from the fit to the chain
They
on your ass, for real
Yeah, flex for real
And they mad for real
I got cash, for real
Hunnid dollar bills
Yeah, these all blue bills
Yeah, motherfuck
above the game
To be point blank with you motherfuck the game
I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play
You can show the little shorties how you
Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big as the projs (yeah)
I move from city to city like a nigga at large (yeah)
This move is Billy D, but
the bars close, he loves 'em
Blew out traffic lights, he hovers above 'em
And he loves the motherfuck outta crackheads and heroin
Rehab centers and caring
That's right, and if y'all don't like it
Then motherfuck, y'all is Ghost in the house!
Make noise if it's C.R.E.A.M. in the house!
Aww shit now, fly
vaginas for the fame, the jewels runners will always stay rude
Motherfuck your permission, was never yours to begin with
And every bar of that bitch shit
nothing to do but write about my L-I-F-E, put it
Down on paper, so what you feel?
I live for today, motherfuck another hour, it might be sour
Never
the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like that
Why are you like that, like this
The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I
to Decatur"
And motherfuck the hater
It's about this making paper
And while she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is
Oh, I'm slime, I pray for Thug askin' God one more time
If you ain't had once, we all deserve a second chance to shine
Motherfuck that jury, I send
his face
And tell them people I say motherfuck what they say
Better not fuck up my nails, I don't not play
I don't play at all, my nigga, nah
Know
The steps four flights god dammit
I'm in the mood to fly in
The air twelve feet motherfuck
We in the mood to do our
Thang right now mo hey now
Sunny fish
Man motherfuck them folks
Thought the nigga was a joke
Grab their ass about their throat
And choke their ass until they crawl
Nigga don't play
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