Lyrics:
do cheap tricks to get chicks
I just stand by my word (word) full attention
And still get attention
And still it should be noted
They all
Beatsie Beatsie Boys gettin live on the spot
Puttin all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin to the broad day light
the drama, we're lookin' out for your baby's mama
Takin' risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest
never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?
Don't shed a tear for me, nigga, I ain't happy here
I hope they bury me and send me to my rest
Headlines
huge, humongous, gigantic, expanded
Been floatin' for years and I ain't landed
Haters can't stand it the way that my noggin as big as Kansas
But
disowned after I kept them strong
Nothing could right that wrong but fuck it
Can't teach a old dog new tricks
Let em risk their lives trying
To flip a brick
far 'cause that ain't my style,
So why don't you come live next to me for a while?
respect
Looking like a model, who just got a check
I back it up, cause I don't give a fuck
If you a lame, that's a shame you can't hang with us
I'm MC
Clever men know all that and all this
And they will talk and they talk and the don't fucking listen
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
It's no
the rope
My nigga pick a tree
Ain't talking money, I let the nickel speak
Niggas think I'm cheap
You ain't gon cent to me
The only thing to be: a picture
Can't move forward in the 4-door chrome
All that cheap talk I never did
My walk is Billie Jean, my shoes are never slip
Notice how close he is, gold his
straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi,
"Nowhere is untouched by the shame
Who said we could get by with our childhood games
Days of innocence are all long gone
Avoid the shock honey
told ya
A raid afraid of what I made and played it, plus a funky fit
So save your flips and tricks for that music and the monkey bit
Triggers from
made
Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.
[Vinnie]
Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown
Some
Don't come unless you don't want the biz
It ain't nothing' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks
That don't know what I mean when I say
they geekin'
And they live in a crib with a cheap rent, yeah
And I wish I could dead all the beefin'
And I wish I could dead all the dissin' deceased
alone i ain't no trick
I'll drop you and I'll drop you quick
It makes you sick
Because your bitch is on my dick
But who's to blame
The brotha with
cool
Yeah, it's easy to be hungry, when you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you with what you hope to find
But I'm still out
what
Bringin' it live, Dr dre, what
Throwin' up a big ass W
Coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, ha listen
You ain't tryna hot box with me
I swing much
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
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