Lyrics:
in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer thru the pipe
I'm gettin' head all night
And if it's some
(Real shit, new shit)
Yeah I done been through it all
Every brick in the wall
Got a bitch I'mma call when I'm tryna fuck
You ain't shit
A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard
Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth...
No question, it's all about the D - O - E
So if money is
into the night (into the night, into the night)
Now a nigga leaving, leaving
Leaving into the night, oh
Twenty mill' mansion, never lived in it
Threads that link diamonds of life
To the satanic mills
Ah, to see in every way
That we feel it every
Day, and know that
Maybe we'll change
Offered
Lookin' at them niggas like, "Hm
Let's get it"
All you niggas lookin' like fools
Let's get it
Twenty-five, thirty-five mill'
stop
I'm doin' donuts, turnin' out the lot
Stayin' vibed out at the spot
A mill' ticket when I pop out
Feedin' all the trill bitches lobster
I'm
you.
That great beginning
Has seen it's final inning,
Don't know what happened
It's all a crazy game.
No more that all-time thrill
For you've
Fog dangling thick
Can't see the right road, streets are sick
The eight day mill
It might grind slow but it grinds fine
Indian rope man, while
in the lamb truck, I'm in the Bentley B
You was tryna' get a deal, I told him, "Sign to me"
All my niggas Rich Forever, how it gotta be
Wait, all
you.
That great beginning
Has seen it's final inning,
Don't know what happened
It's all a crazy game.
No more that all-time thrill
For you've
Dear, I'm thinking of you
While here all alone
I'm wishing and longing for you and for home
And I'd give this whole world
If I could only say
I'm
my soul
Ten Cadillacs
A diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes
To dress to kill
A ten room house
Some Bar be Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
I keep it real
Ama Tell you how I feel
I made a mill
Blow a mill, still got no deal
Honestly go through many stress
Mentally
And all this niggas
the mill and they sent it all to China
Now the old mill sits, an abandoned tombstone
As we hunker on the stoop of our little mill home
Our children are
Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it
I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (look back at it)
Made a couple mill now I'm in
through his mind
Stunned by the tunes of the nature-born harp
He knows what they ignore
The Dweller of Rhymes
All is grist that comes to his mill
And all
all around the world for the (women, weed and weather)
These niggas'll kill for that, put it in your grill for that
Still everybody gotta build for
'cause I've been too long in exile
I've been grinding at the mill
Too long to decode all the secrets
Have to get some elbow room
Most people think
names
Know that she came with y'all, she leaving with us, and nigga, that's okay
Okay, okay, okay
Nigga, that's okay
She know and it's fat, okay,
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game!
No more that all time thrill
For you've been
the dancing tonight
But, oh, Monday morning it comes round too soon
The sound of the flax mill, the beat of the loom
But tonight the band's playing
I know I'm worth a mill
I know I'm worth a mill
I know I'm worth a mill
How does it feel
I know I'm worth a mill
I know I'm worth a mill
I know I'm
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