Lyrics:
sacrifice
But I can get you a pocketful of miracles
If you promise to be good, try to be nice
God will take good care of you
Well, justa do as I say,
Sample (Scratched by Chief Xcel):
Now you, who ever you are,
as you're listening to what I'm going to say,
will probably not want to believe what
feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her, "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm
friend
So we can get it on again
Let's pretend we never met
A good excuse to play forget
Let's pretend you never lied
So I can give it up all night
Swallow
friend
So we can get it on again
Let's pretend we never met
A good excuse to play forget
Let's pretend you never lied
So I can give it up all night
Swallow
When it comes to girls, they say
If you run down, you can only get one
But if you walk down you can get 'em all
Imagine if you crawl, ha ha
All
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Everybody getting hurt but some never feel the pain
Keep it bottled like a rocket going up up and away
I'm just tryna get deposits and a spot up on the roster
on the board run it up with you, yeah
Know you like it best when you by my side
Giving you a rate bae you two times five
Riding in the front seat to my right
Did I forget to mention it’s happy bar hour slaying music by the day killing beats by the hours writing lyrics in a minute I ain’t bound to finish
It's SixEleven baby
Who Ordered That
It gets T.O.X.I.C. when God ain't with me
It's toxic, If I don't believe what God said
It gets T.O.X.I.C. when
wanted, good life flaunted, want it
Some love the speed, some satisfy a need
Some want to be down, young gun seed, jungle breed
The stronger speed,
admit it that I'm gon kill it every chance I get it
and I'm too legit to quit it like hammer
telling my life behind bars like I've been rapping in
took a loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss,
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
Wanna fuck with a thug, ya wrong,
All around they lay when I
Way before platinum there was a place we used to go
and ride for hours at a time on a country road
Whatever is troubling, you can let it go
I get
Through all your tribulations just know that its gon get better
I'm tryna tell you angel it wont be like this forever
Listen to the voice inside your
then' it's shootas, by the door
Bitch it's shootas on my squad, fuck with us an get sent home
Been trappin' all day, Hold on
(Hold on)
Where my flip phone
I say? Top billin'
That's what we get, got it good
Since you understood, would you
Stop scheming, and looking hard
I got a great big bodyguard
more
Usually, when I split my gun down the middle
Got good weed, so strong it takes just a minute
For me to get to that place we love to go
since the first take
It's been about money to me
I'm just tryin' to get what Diddy got
Doing what got Biggie shot
They told me that I wasn't shit
But left
cut him off, we probably never speak again
Screamin' fuck the law, police and ain't no peace in it
Caught him lackin' but he had it, how did he get
to these opps
They don't listen
Were not good
You can't eat off my plate
I don't switch
Only when I go to skate
I get personally offended by
Bro you
a beautiful idea, at least let him hear it
At least you can brag to your friends back at the crib
But he'll get you out your momma's crib
Then he'll make you
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