Lyrics:
the motherfucking LBC
Yeah, check this out cause
Hey yo Goldie Loc
let's do this for the homies in the hood
The dub, what up
No disrespect to them other hoods
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
best of friends
They in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
Two for the show
And three for
Barbiturates
For drugs sex money
And guns
The omnipotent
For dough boys
Rickies and treys
JOHN SINGLETON
Willie Jones
The rest were slower to show up than the folks at FEMA
My Boricua-Mexicana, my promise keeper and she can keep up
Crank the speakers, the road can teach, so
safe
When my heart is going crazy
There are days when I wake up feeling lazy
And more (Moore) feelings
Are whooping (Whoopi on) on my conscience like
(It's Great John beats, baby)
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Right now I'm hurtin', so I can't show love
Buggin' off them drugs, I might
(TAHH YUH)
(BETTER GET UP NIGGA)
(Ima go out and get it)
Don't need anybody, do it by myself
Got too much honey stack it on the shelf
That ho too
the Lord, that's gangy
Tryna make it home, just paying
John 8:32
Yeah, I know the truth
I'm reading from the scriptures every day, I'm eating up the fruit
I
yeah, brang one of ya cute partnas along
Because I'm only 25, and still going live
I got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside
I wake up
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day
The parachutes at Riverview Park will shake us up all day
And Disneyland and p.o.p. is worth
the D-O-Double-Gs
P-O-U-N-D, that's my clique, my crew
You fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up
I thought you knew, but yet and still
You want to get real, now
Let's take your car and mess around at the park all day
The parachutes at Riverview Park will shake us up all day
And Disneyland and p.o.p. is worth
(B.o.B)]
Okay, you got that (I'm gone, mayn
I kinda, I kinda feel like I got you, man)
Hehehe (I had to kinda show you up, man
I ain't really wanna make you
motherfucking homies
That's why they listen to the one and only
I grew up on the funk called P
But these motherfuckers growing up on me
And if I ego trip,
diamonds round my neck and all them haters know what up and I'm on 1 yea I'm sipping Who want some and you can catch me v.i.p when I'm chilling with
when it comes to r-a-p-p-I-n, huh
I got it locked up like a bullpen
May you rest in peace
If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!
headin' through Atlanta on my way to Chicago
I gotta meet this nigga with that good hydro
Headed down South with 100 Elbows
To open up shop 'cause this
to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
'Cause we show the classic
to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
'Cause we show the classic
a minute, an' see I gets the bomb tree.
Beats by the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all.
I take this out the ghetto an' live up on top.
I'm just trying to think but my mind up in a fog
I've been on this bender for just way to long
I've been up dead since the earliest dawn
Sounds
know what I said you know what it do
This is my town so nigga I'm through (Yeah)
Playing a fool shuffled the cards (Raa)
Ended up feeling like Joker
This
envisioned, fuck what you missing
Bitch, these shows, they be in my way
I think I'm insane, rotting up my brain
It just complicate, you should stay away
I want
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