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I drive women crazy I left your bitch a write-off
Only if the head's right
I forget her name you know what it gets like
Like my whiskey sour,
the Segas
That means the game
Hungers the name
Remember the pain
White tee the stain
Whatever you saying
Make sure you explain, you explain
She want to walk with a Toy Yorkie like a white bitch
California lifestyle
Lay back, say that, slap this, play that
Pac 2, Dre Mac, ayy
Flip
chose for me
And I couldn't love you more
You look like an angel dressed in white
Standing in front of all our friends
We both smile as the pastor
Cocaine white Bentley
Came a long way from drivin' in Chevys
I'm swervin', and my back it been hurtin'
Why? My chain really heavy
I'm swervin', swervin'
nothing about doing dirt
Sitting up, six months in the spot, on the block, losing work
I been there, any part of the game you name
I done did it, even
name and you might get shot.
'It's Ninelives mutha' fucka' 'till I drop.
When the guns go off they pop.
We leave your body outlined in chalk.
If you
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane
Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
where they're at
Whether they're Spanish (Chinese) white or black
Me and girls get along so very well
A man needs a woman in this world to excel
in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
a nigga that craves
All of my pain, roll out a marble, my name is intact
That skrilla is killa, my niggas stay back
The choppers be bustin' if you want
in the city still high
Everybody from the area together so we ride
2170, all the boys let it go
'Cause we live by the code
Yeah, I grew up, I'm
then why your name was checked in?
I thought maybe by now you would have your shit together
I can stand alone if on the throne we can not sit together
Why do white people sorta throw shade at each other?
Um, probably if I had to sum it up in my view
It's 'cause there's only so many spots
What's
violated everyday by the police
They take the kids, they rough 'em up, they throw 'em in jail
The judges are cold
Then they throw the kids in jail, they
In polyphonic light
It will rain or possibly not
And I couldn't care less
The sky's ripped over by her name
In letters of faithfulness
Our time will
and get me
I got jammed up in macalm county up there by that prison
Every store I hit them bitches flooded with my picture
They got a trail on me from
but when I fuck her, Bane, he breaks her spine
Racist how they offing Off-White, I rock the clothe line
I get through my jeweler, too much ice can't
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
a 1-2 then get ready for the 3
4 boys from karachi
And they lookin for the key
N sync like the white boys
You don’t gotta hear us sing
Mere londe hoge
Come gather round children and listen now to me
I’ll tell you a story though some will not believe
Lay still, lay quiet in your linens of white
a singer’s name
And you’ll play the song for free?”
I said alright, Lets test this out, get you working overtime
“Kareem, every time you strap me in, do me
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