Lyrics:
and bail and brag and sag
Or beat down for ya flag
'Cause if you is or you ain't a gangbanger
Keep one in the chamber
'cause you'll get them thangs
Alhamdulilah ..
By favour and grace yaro masore
Masore yi 3kom nkoaa ohia abo ne ho mmoden 3si me hene
S3 y3 wo wo to amena mu a wo se de3
damn fools
Consumin' liquor by the ounce
Ya guys is rollin' up to get their grub on,
wit the dubs on and the car that bounce
Help at the park,
of heat
Y'all can't do nothing with this here
For one, I pack three 9s like the year
Y'all funny money hustlas
7 gram hustlas
Type to bust a O down wit ya
Lil' Kim and Timbaland niggas shit ya drawers (Come on)
Special delivery for you and yours (Now)
I rep for bitches he rep for boys (Uh ha)
If you rep
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
a linebacker
Don't forget the grind factor, I am a grinder
And here's a reminder, ain't no tellin' where they find ya
Now what this got to do with the price
clown and shit
[Hook 3]
If you really want to do it nigga
We can step into it
Put us up against some other mothafuckas
And we runnin through it
a crazy kind of love
Two-Three-Four
Aaaahh-Way
Lack-of-nookies-got-me!
Aaaaahh-Way
Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya!
Aaaaahh-Way
You got to find yourself a crazy
and ignore
That whore got you pinned down to the floor
But it's your own fault you said three magic words (I love you)
When that's the one for the birds
better come wit that four
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+
Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign
I catch a charge
better come wit that four
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+
Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign
I catch a charge
better come wit that four
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+
Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign
I catch a charge
hammers even though we only 3 deep
We clap up niggas
Smack up niggas
Duck tape, rope, and wrap up niggas
Think shit a joke, go head crack up niggas
Get
many rhymes you got
I will go for more milleniums than mazda's got on the car lot
And there's no where to run ta when I confront ya
Nigga I call
Paddy man wor ya nor
Shi nor fianor y3 nyunmo de ni wo ya
Wor Ya
Paddy man wor ya nor
Baa tashi nor you don't belong here wor ya
Metenaa se dwene ho deep
play us for weak
Okay, I been up for some days
I ain't got time to lay
Just to drown out all these thoughts
I tried all kind of things
If I take you
It's breaktime these kids is caught like Dateline
Deep fine abletorate if you dare to take mine
Jena si we don't give a fuck color us eyes guys
Women
me (then what?) then I'll be the one (Okay)
Now ya better run I'm stepping on ya toes
Got ya out ya comfort zone now ya out the boat
If we're
stay fly
And if your ballin', let me hear you say right
It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
Special delivery for you and yours
I rep
albums in a row
Be like Too Short, baby, and pimp a hoe
It's so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be another broke-ass nigga
We got top-notch
night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga (haha)
Though I like the way you scream when you lovin' me
I'm goin
you're done
Remember your niggas and bitches and your Trojans
And take it to your pockets for some fitness
When ya get it goin' and ya got it goin'
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