Lyrics:
(Ayo, what's up, Dean?)
(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?, BGSOUNDZ)
(I bet my last track
Probably gave you lockjaw, Hey, LilKDubb)
Forever by my side, I
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
the ground
The bee of course flies anyway
4am back again
Blow it up like Koolaid man
I might pop some M&M's
Blow it up like Eminem
I might throw a couple bands
somethin' changed I know ya feel it (feel it)
But really it's been a lil' minute
Ain't nothin' changed but the address
My neighbors hate how I be livin'
Freddy)
Hit me on the first when your mail has come
And maybe we can go to the mall or somethin' (to the mall or somethin')
Heavy ass shit for the mob-
to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
But if you fuck around you gon' make me
that was nuts like acorns
Years since you gone I'm still gettin my wait on
Anyway, your boy gettin his fame on
Aftermath gang, got my Eminem and my
the bitches at
Holdin' somethin' heavy to help you straighten out your back
A couple of drinks and I bend you over the kitchen sink
So what, you think I owe
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
want some more
La la la la la
Listen up
Bubble gum pop and American Idol
Eminem's crime... Ha
He's in denial
Read his words and watched 8 Mile
White
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot (yeah) for me to settle (walk on by)
Yeah, said pop
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
[sheek]
Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers
New york city, know only
Why do we have to cross over?
Why are niggas always crossing over somethin', huh?
I mean, what's the matter, huh?
They can accept our music
tha sense to be a Big Tymer
You lil boyz swear to God it's a game
You lil boyz gotta kill somethin' and get you a name
You lil boyz always be makin'
Let me explain somethin' to you
When I say I'm really like that
What I mean is
I'm the culture (Gangsta)
What I've continuously given to the game
we livin' in mud puddles
Shit is a drug struggle when
You niggas uppin' prices
I hug the Glock like a turnbuckle
Can't get stopped by the vices, no
know Jay
If you don't believe me then
Who you know who can spit till he pop the real
Never thought about rappin' 'til he coped his deal
I really
the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in
Your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron
That's somethin niggas can't pardon
City overrun by young gun
my hustle I ain't playin'
(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing
(Man I'm loyal to the game)
If you know
the speaker
And overdose on somethin' sweeter
Do you suffer from migranes or other pains
That's caused by stress and strain? Brother, refrain
goin' again
First Z got murked, then Roy got murked
And homie still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?
I smell somethin' fishy, man, it might be
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