Lyrics:
kickin in Christian Reynaldo
One the best ain't no cap let em all know
I can spit to a bitch get her lit give her dick hit her sis she dont fuck let em all
kaytassi wkaynessi
Pastis machi l Hennessy
Koub lee chi kass sec assat
Ain't no legacy
Mserkel f koursi msekket lmouri
Masratna 7out l9ina ghi lbouri
Made in
you're alone and got it goin' on, jus' let me freak ya
Now it's about time, I'm down with 6-9, and ain't no shame in my game
Up and down, round and round,
should be tryna find a place to base your shame, nigga
Success is taingeable, don't wait for fame
I thought you would receive it better if I ain't say ya
the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain't nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
Ate ye ni oo
Sebi ori ori ni Eja fin labu
Kin ma ma se ku sona
Bi ina Banku
One two three go
Mandy cemedy macledy Judi
Ti won ba ni
gbe gbe gbe
Kin le
up
Then i hit da block wit my grams tucked
Chinese store posted wit da weed
3 4 10s of reggie, what u need
Naw i aint gotta kid i gotta feed
Just
and
Follow Rakim cause "I Ain't No Joke"
Cause I done seen so much, enuff to have your felons touched
When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta'
Check up
harder on yourself, son"
I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever
"Have you ever been arrested before?"
"Nope, never"
DA reject all over his face
You see,
me
No more bein' poured drink
Specials at winners or being ignored by the
Think straight sinners
I used to smoke pinners while
My moms made dinner now
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
thing gleam
Fuck my reply, the bank do the statements
Had me with my savings
I was saving in my savings
Two or three bedroom shack I was raised in
a girl what she want - but no dollars
I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch
3 cell phones and still I won't call a bitch
I like mine with no pork in it
Want
bust a trick make 'em bleed
through his neck through his back nigga cover them hoes
ain't no mess goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros
Be The highest in medina
Verse 3 :
Try me try me bitch i ain’t got no fucking other me
I am the one standing by here got everything on me
Less money
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
couple shots
For a pussy ass rat hell naw you ain't gettin' no pass hell naw
I ain't comin' in last ina whip I'm movin' to fast dirty money
I'm gettin'
mi sins di perfect lamb sacrifice
Thorns pon yuh head but love ina yuh eyes
From di cross to di tomb ina three days yuh rise (uh huh)
Ain't no other
death
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggas trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckers jump
Pull up fucked up, clickin'
Started from the bottom it was the same old thang,
Africa be my city and there ain't no shame,
I put it all on the line just to get a Lil fame, ha
You betta
sure my money right (Aye)
1600 on Ralph Lauren, bitch it ain't no cap in a raps
High as hell when up ina the mall, tryna go fuck up a sack, aye
Barry
to take the pain away
When I'm just getting by couple
Million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like
I got a game today
And everybody ain't gon'
Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party
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