Lyrics:
I'm a real street nigga by nature
She can leave but i ain't finna chase her
Think i figured why these niggas hate us, counting pape on a every day
barefoot willin'
Look at the chain, I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin'
Half of the crew probably
a strong crew
I got a bad boo
She getting cash too
Peep just what we on to
When nobody own you
I'm on my own 2
I'm on my own 2
I'm making strong moves
I got
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
Why'all gon' see my face, fuck a mask
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x4]
[Verse two:]
Smearing your mailbox
With peanut butter and jelly with pickles from
Askin' "Does a certain Drayzie live at this address? Yes?"
The spot was hotter than the sun, without a doubt
I had the choice to go to school and get
Too Damn Hype
Too Damn Hype
Too Damn Hype
Too Damn Hype
(How y'all feel out there?) --> Run
(oh yeah!)
(How y'all feel out there?) --> Run
(oh
the M-to-the-A-baby-R-C-Y
So it's hard for me to let the larceny die
Niggaz see me in the streets with no bodyguards
just two big guns that'll body your squad
Could niggaz be
name I'm a fight y'all
Fuck a state, light charge
My predicate status, irrelevant
My man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing two elephants
Jumbo
the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this
since I was 5'8
5'6 to 5'2 the 40 divide you
According to Sky Blue
Now he repping that Piru shorty is Pi too
He don't want it with my crew
You ain't' got
A yes yes y'all
It's too fresh y'all
A little b-boy blue
You know it's too beucou
I've been from New York to Cali
Spent two days in the valley
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
a fo'-five
Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
boy I stuck
And I live by the code
The freaky it cost me a loaf
And wouldn't beef with a clown
You know he a joke i had to go get me a load
Made her
in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
As just a man
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
got to dranking
Oh now it's really crunk, 'cause y'all silly drunk
And your girl done got to thinking
She talking bout, "Girl you look so beautiful"
All aboard
Or are all y'all bored?
It's good to have y'all back now
Ladies and gents
Y'all already know what it is
God don't make no mistakes
got to dranking
Oh now it's really crunk, 'cause y'all silly drunk
And your girl done got to thinking
She talking bout, "Girl you look so beautiful"
TRU SHIT
Production By Solo Beats
Comin Down Smokin Green/Makin My Cream Servin Fiends/Sippin On Lean Then Pop A Bean 2 Project PT Ghetty
hoes
We move in silence, y'all ain't hearing us coming
I was sent by God to provide that imperial sonnage
Ya'll assembly line of rhymers really
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