Lyrics:
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
'm feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
'Cause no one takes a Mrs. Mills home
Mrs. Mills waits down the stairs
Crimson carpet leads you there
Leaving broken hearts
A trail of those who
and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
Yeah
Bitch
Mr. Beretta 2, don't fuck around
Yeah
Stormz got some hits, b-boy
Yeah
Yeah
Look
I tell them pop out
I call up some hittas who pull
[Spoken]
Psst!
Mrs. Lovett:
All set, love?
Todd:
Hear me—
Mrs. Lovett:
Me heart’s aflutter!
Todd:
When I pound the floor, Mrs. Lovett:
It’s a signal
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
whole fuckin click nigga, what the fuck you came for
I'm a ride with ya, or die with ya
Fuck it, we came this far, I ain't leavin without ya
Mr. magic
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
Let me thug ya
Like this man suppose to
I just wanna hold ya
Can you bring it closer
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
off the tongue
Yah cute playboy, when I stunt
One by one you standin in line
And one by one and I'm checkin out your rump
And oh yes Mr.Capon double
your gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me
I shoulda been done come wit
heart skip beat
I think I might OD
I just wanna thug in peace
Fade away like Kobe
I just wanna go far away
Somewhere like overseas
I been seein' bad in my
tongue'll get tied
Mr Drug Lord for once put the thugging aside
Rapping bout Charlie both got lost in the comics
Who am I actually battling gangsters Wallace
wig cooked when I'm done
{Lil Wayne}
now hold up be -Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug
talking bout bands but they pockets petite
I wanted to see all my brothas succeed
So I gave it my all til my heart start to bleed
Money, it really do grow
a cutter on me
I been drinking on mud and they crucified me
But I'm staying a thug, yeah
Stepping in Gucci, I'm stayin' down ten toes, yeah
I came from
Playing Lil' Kim's part off The Benjamins
I ain't a player, I just wear Tims
No need for gators, my feet can't swim
I'm in Reno, Nevada, sippin' a pena
of a
Slave and a chain nigga
I get it how I live it's
1 and the same nigga
Mousy I be the truth of these game niggas
Invision weighed by a lil water came
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
name is Marley
I fuck with the coke & it boosted my heart beat
Why do these niggas change on me
& these lil bitches preying on me
I don't want it
And I couldn't sell out my ci-ty,
Murder now to come up, move,
Bone'll be bringin' that city, wit me pin me,
Nigga, this the team, by the way, don't
love
My love is insignificant, funds I then ran low
Somebody come by this broken heart, I swear I don't want it no more
I remember bein' broke, and I
we're all in Space
You're orthodox, a pillar of your Creed
I'm a Space-alien, or so you've decreed
By the way, Mr. Man, you've got it all wrong,
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