Lyrics:
and millions, mind on pussy and millions
I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
They say more money, more problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
smokin weed until they come and we can fall back
Shootin back for the small scratch
Trey-Fo' what you call that?
Pull up my drawers Girbauds
diggie
Dog diggie Dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
[Verse 1]
Check it
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New
at the Q, what's up with me and you
Chorus
Got it goin' on
I want to get with you
'cause I feel it
Cheryl "Salt" James:
Yeah, when I hit your block I
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doing it again
You better duck
when you sidin
Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for life
You can paint your face and change your nose and buy new clothes
But you know what...
You cant
true G)
(What you got's) A concoction of some different ghetto blocks
(West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast gunshots
He a Compton-Compton O.G
(Mix
what I eat, sleep and breath and feed
My kids would it fulfill all my family needs (c'mon)
I treat the mic like the block
Fuck with my rocks,
true G)
(What you got's) A concoction of some different ghetto blocks
(West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast gunshots
He a Compton-Compton O.G
(Mix
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
And what you want, you'll soon achieve
It's who you know to get your juice
I started with rhymes and I get loose!
Chorus
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
This is
about your
Plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you want to know
And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it dope
Frontin' so your friends won't know
ass was Amazonian
Dab by the slab, got you feeling like it's opium
Xo, bad hoes they call me Diablo Esco
Unless it's money me no hablo
Still wish I
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it
something like that
Alright, let's kick this shit on the one, kick it
Back by demand, now it's big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know
Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's something you did
(Jah) knows when
But you're doing'
something like that
Alright, let's kick this shit on the one, kick it
Back by demand, now it's big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know
on the watch, I don't window shop
Try roll through my block
Get your window shot
You a lame and I can tell it
To me this rap game like 'caine
And I can sell it
I
coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's something you did
(Jah) knows when
But you're doing'
To the poor I pour in on in metaphors
Not bluffin', it's nothin'
That we ain't did before
We played you stayed
The points made
You consider it done
By
too lit
Here I go actin' too rich, here I go with a new chick
And I know what the truth is, still playin' after two kids
It's a lot to digest when
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
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