Lyrics:
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
Live life
Live life
A One
A One
Finish line
Finish line
You'll run through it
You'll run
Live life
Live life
A One
A One
Finish line
Finish line
fuck that, stack crack, bricks and flip
You bust yo' cap but yo' aim ain't accurate
You'll clap a bitch but won't clap a click
Nigga my mack'll spit
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
sell crack or hit the army
Look at where we live at
Tell me you don't hear that
Tell me you don't feel that
Show me to the way out
Tell me when pastor
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
be old-fashioned but she's not making laws
Yes, she lives by her old canon
Yet, she's there for babies which mothers abandon
She doesn't turn her back
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
about the pinwheel? (No)
That's the one where I put your legs behind your head
And real dirty like, I'ma spin you around
And grab you by the waist
know
I just need my space, right now
Don't call my phone tryna play, right now
In the back of the whip, every P laid down
If you spin, better know how
And I wanna hear that tune by Redman 'Can't Wait'
That tune the bomb, yo"
"You got it, coming from The Darkside Radio
This is 'Can't Wait'"
Woo, yo
bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin' niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into
a lead and rope
There ain't no love when they're dishin' out birds
Slums got grabbed in a car with a spin
EDS gotta do two thirds
Love don't live
goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA
it
Then I get this top billin', hey (woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe, then I crack the forty open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put
mine, there is no gimmicks
Dedication's infinite, long as you're in it to win it
Fortune is on the wheel, so keep it real when you spin it
Let your light
don't wanna live this dream
Well
You could live this life
What it mean to be my ワイフ
Slurp me up
While 忍者s commit 切腹
腹切 (ラーメン)
腹切 (ラーメン)
腹切 (ラーメン)
In my
I woke up today, bitch ass nigga know I made a trap
I don't diss the opp, boy they on live and they like the cap
Spent a bag up on his head, made my
Before Pops died he said Cy take care of your Mom
Me and him was high on the back porch burning the traum
Now he's gone and Mom and she lives a town
I'mma whoop it like free
Have a pint, have a liter
This that dirty sweet tea
By three, I was just tryin' to grind on a G
Mane same time that Dr dre said
you
What you need is this mustache
cnd big arms that will hug you
To my friends I am BW
To my patients Dr. Winston
Ray Conte is my name when
Your
me and pop them pills I talk about the tech
Red eye when I spin the block I scope you in the head
Mother fucker by the venue I put a red dot on your
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe)
Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick
(Bad Boy Big, c'mon)
The doctor said I need
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