Lyrics:
because I got no point to prove
I'm going to steal her heart but she just wants to steal my shoes
That just goes to show that they don't always play by
and stranded
Crooks got u shook
Dealing cards
All underhanded
Now who really wants to give back
Wall street
Rap dealers
They all hacking blacks
Lives matter
don't owe you and you don't owe me
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
So I show real love to the dubs
20 minutes, 20
Ask me what you want, you bitch! I ain`t speakin`
Mack 10:
Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think
(?) gives a fuck how much bitch you say
don't want no problems
Get so much respect, even yo' niggas call me momma, the biggest one
To come stompin out the N.O., the crescent
Testin,
of meeting someone these days you can trust is skinny
But, it seems there really ain't a damn thing you can do
'Cause since the seventies, it seems everybody
I stretch my D., Ya'll dudes want my recipe?
Here's what ya'll do, hit the lab, write an album or two
Then I might let you sign my shoe, that's just
some nigga to pampa you
And that'll do for him, but not for me
I'll probably baffle you
And if he wants to act a fool
I'll show 'em what the gat will
Clear,
Yeah,
Yeah its official
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hey ziggy I told them niggas (oh yeah)
They wouldn't believe me tho
I do this shit though
those hands
South Central we don’t stop
East LA we won’t stop
Its 08 let me tell you what they tryna do
(what) clone humans
I’m so dope, they want me
moaning louder than a siren, that means go quicker
She got a friend who wants to meet me, tell her go get her
And we gonna disappear, you can call us David
supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm
a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky
Please, I'm beggin' you God
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me
You've been on my mind, and even though
I always haven't been kind
I want to show you that you really divine, sincerely
(repeat 2X)
[Grand
hate
The more they givin’ me power
Now watch me move show you how I do
I bet you won’t try me
I bet you won’t try me ’cause
II, II shut ‘em up iII, II
a
Baby by a Denver Nugget
You don't love him, you want security, baby
Your bugging financial liberty you're after
It's how you live
But the blood test
So let's go to my room, after the show
Treat me like a pimp, and pay me hoe
You can suck my dick and I might sing
Just love Too $hort, I'm
It's in your hip
I want to get right between your strip
Use it like lancome lipstick
Scarlett, and frankly I really do care, madam
All you will, this
discussions
You hit me with that look and replied like, "duh, bitch"
Don't want your man to think that we creepin' behind his back
Crossed the line, crossed
me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand, about the Dirty M.C.
It's the.... (Ohhhhhhhhhh), new track
already told ya
Trust and respect is what we do this for
I never intended to be next
But you didn't need to take him to bed that's all
And I never saw him
Iraqi, Israeli
So I'm wondering really
What could you actually tell me
I'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully
So, back with this pen
I may seem
See that me deal wid realism get guided by all my dream
Now raspberry ripple as you know it is my favorite ice-cream
So when me
will be over
You can see it in the weather
Out of tune with mama nature
What you do comes back to you
We're not alone
We're not alone
We're not
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