Lyrics:
I'm your break so I can check around
See who the hell who is sitting down
I want all chairs off the floor
And if he stands to the wall, show him
I'm your break so I can check around
See who the hell who is sitting down
I want all chairs off the floor
And if he stands to the wall, show him
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
o'clock on the dot
Checkin' on my old rock spot
I seen the same old set
Heh, the small timers see me so they jet
Buildin' one-twenty-eight
I got
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
it if you want it
See me standin' on the corner, slangin' that crack
You know how it is to be the man in trap
[Chorus]
I'm the dopeman nigga
st Raphael saint of the youth accompany him the way you accompany Tobaiah
Go with him wherever he wants to go to on this music destroy o Father Lord
don't you want to give me after school detention?"
"Nah, that bully wants to beat your ass and I'm a let him"
Brain damage, ever since the day I was
and Too $hort raps
Oakland, California that's where I'm from
The city where the boys say you don't want none
But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this
(
Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style
The D-J, Q-U-I-K with no C style
In yo' town, don't
me the rundown
Thank God for Jesus, the Father, He can call me His son now
Seven o'clock I see the sun
Once I was blind now I see the Son
I see clearly
you can see it in my eyes
Told that bitch, she gotta go if she ain't finna let me strike
Look at his face, when we catch him, bet I caught you by
the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pop's age that
(make ya scream out)
Some people really are (still)
Still dreaming (st-still dreamin')
(O-o-o-o-one two one two
Some dreams stay dreams some dreams
to break
You see I gotta what it take
I take it, make you want to break
Breaker 1 (breaker 1) breaker 2 (breaker 2)
I say this is what I want to say
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
God pikin you wan disgrace o
Don't help me sir
If you go still rub am for my face o
Not by power nor by might
I dey rugged am by his grace o
If you no
weeks I
Only want to see her
We drink away the days with a take-away pizza
Before a text message was the only way to reach her
Now she's staying at my
Dear Santa
It's me Ariana
I know it's been awhile but I really need
Your help this year
Let me make this clear
See I really love him
And it's been
the mornin', that's fine
Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine
I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
I got niggas my pop's age that
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes
professor
I ain't got no P.H.D.
But if you want your freedom P.D.Q
Divorce me C.O.D
I won't be around
To hear you cry
I'm Texas bound
And by and by
take him
He been speaking truth government infiltration
Yuh
I met this girl the other day
Found out she with the C I A
It broke my heart all I could say
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