Lyrics:
it be?"
"A martini and Rossi, Asi Spumante
By the way is that your Caadillac Allante
Parked outside right next to my Monte
Car? You can call it, my
channel seven
More news at eleven
This is Harry Allen hip hop activist and media
assassin with my co-anchor Flavor Flav for P.E.
TV and by the way if
Madelyne Woods
By the way, my name's Malik, The Five-Foot Freak
Let's say we get together by the end of the week
She simply said, "No," labeled me a hoe
hurtin'
And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly
R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (forty-eight)
My nigga doin' four
to get her
The beach front estate, mega yacht by the lake
The safe in the floor with a life time of cake
Wifey emailing, make my side vibrate
Cats
the Arab let me go
Grab my 49 wrist burnin'
On the way to Eastern Hills with my boys be servin'
There go the cops man, just my luck [Sirens] (Yo P what cha'
straw
Tomorrow I make my way alone
All my ambitions have made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My
to find a way to bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father, we don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
you and
I know he telling you where he can take you
By the way ma', hey is that your hair?
If it ain't, it took two days in the hair-shop chair
Im
Dogg is a G
Ask P. Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B.
Eatin up at Justin's you seen me, rappin
Stackin my weapon in the limo
And 15 niggas tryin to hand
Baby keep me on my P's
Let's break down a hundred P's
Gucci gas go thirty-three
But gotta get thirty P
I don't even need a reason to
Hit you with
C'mon, move that thing, mami, move that thing
Hustlers, do your thing, let me do my thang
Please tell the DJ, pump, p-p-pump, pump it up, nigga
I see
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
frontin I hope on the case
Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my dogg
tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab), the dunks (dunks), the drops
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
Fly shit
Turn me up some more
Pusha, Skateboard P
Give it to 'em
You're that girl
Who thinks the world
Is something beautiful
And that's all
of demons
Deceiving with his wicked ways
With his life he has paid
With his word I will slay
Any demon that steps in my way
So bring it on
Bring it
the blues
Only chick stayin' way low, J.Lo
Mount the head to my dick, that's how the day go
Enough ain't enough, that's why she got haloed
I feel like Travis
Do not use any cellular or G-P-S devices!
Surrender all weapons at once!
Attention! This way to the camps!
I woke up in a black FEMA box
Darkness
fa sho
I do my thang way cut throat on the down-low
Oh once upon a time in the LBC
There lived a OG from the DPG
And all the little kids looked up
the right thing (let me talk to ya)
you say the only family u got is in the game
and the only way to make is by sell cocain
but im say use ur brain homie do
attemptin me
I'm A to the average be , respiratory??, fruit chevy, H-IC, my lyrics hit like HIV
Spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me,
Red wine when your grooves on
Need p's need p's need p's
Darling but I won't when your moods on
Oh please oh please we'll see
But I told you it's me
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