Lyrics:
You got another way to live, you gots to go hard
I am gettin it in until the end,
I got to go, go, go, go hard
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
I ain't ever been
ain't shit nigga, he ain't tight
You got it fucked up
It's all or nothin', we brawl and bust' em
Till they put me in the coffin' of
The car and I'm coffed
grill, I got the Brabus rims
I got the baller genetics, baby, this evidence
You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced
That you should go
The way I play the game you
Think I'm smoked by the chronic
It's the Boy Scout
Stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your chest
My
got a fucking death wish? I'm a genie, it'll get done
Nice to meet you, but it's more pleasant to eat you
With a leaf of salad and some dressing
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
with hard rocks (yeah).
From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?),
them build up enough Luther by keys.
No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own
don't ever fear nothing, I'm forever here
Hands up DJ, let let 'em hear
'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
I
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi?
Last time I said it, went viral, I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her
Niggas they slanging they fucking keys
Got the game from New Orleans
Now the world know of me
I'm down south hustling from the west
To the east, in
[Mack 10]
Microphone check i.o. from the west coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California blew
of the time
We go to war and you ain't making a dime (ha ha!)
Cause I got, shit to lose, a nigga out here payin his dues
My baby walking gotta get him some
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
if you ain't droppin ya sword
I got tattoos as well as lead marks
To me fucking is kinda like racin and I always get a head start
My opinion
ain't talkin' to man, holla!
Two doors in the air
And if you celebrating put your cups in the air
You know I'm bout it, whenever, wherever
I'm smoking
'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? then you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, make
to Jamie Foxx and Kanye West's "Slow Jamz"
Been taking it slow, ain't popped a pill in a minute
And sometimes I don't know who by my side 'cause these
of the time
We go to war and you ain't making a dime (ha ha!)
Cause I got, shit to lose, a nigga out here payin his dues
My baby walking gotta get him some
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
concentrate (yeah, woo)
You ain't got the bait, that it takes to hook this, huh (come on)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop
in this snow white mink
Kanye shoes sorry no ID, John Legend flow the magnificent me
Roll hard give me molly coffee by the key
Got the weed roll
like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never
If you having girl problems I
Feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna
the same thing Lenny
Wanted to do" Like
It’s a motherfucking joke it wouldn’t be
No Kanye west if it wasn’t for Lenny
Kravitz you know what I’m saying?
But
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