Lyrics:
The stronger it gets
With death life the longer it gets
I know it’s hard to admit
That you follow some bullshit
Swallow the wrong pill looking for mr bill
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
hate Grenada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear
Take me home, I promise I will
Not make noise, or mess the house with
Mr. Billions, I'm on beast mode
Yeah, I'm on beast mode
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm on beast mode
The way I play the game, they think I got a cheat code
the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep margins,
How
You say you broke well bitch you need to stop fucking for free
So when I ride by, I don't give the ho the time
Lil' girl you fine, but you must done
stuck ain't no passes bih I'm on you
I heard some no name nighas said they fonkin' gang I can't take these niggas serious Mane they shame to the game
They
Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by
to be fucking with
See, I'm like a quick game of Tic-tac-toe
Take three in a row
Aye lil nigga, go on, hit that door
I'm back with my niggas, Earth,
to the fullest
Tryna show yall love
No doubt dogg house tryna burn one out
If I see a lil freak imma turn one out
Get in the coop smash out in my po
the game like Madden (Madden)
Money fucking do a backflip (rich)
Ride around with a dumb bitch (what)
They hating on me 'cause I'm dumb rich (rich)
It's
of playing games, if you want me, then make a change
'Cause all this back and forth shit, it done brought too much of pain
Fuck all them hoes I fuck with, I
quit fucking with you
Let me tell you a story about this bitch I had
Used to buy this bitch all types of bags
Lil' bad bitch, kept me on my swag
Alright, look
I seen these guys backstage, I'm gonna say it right now
There isn't a group in the rap game today, that lyric for lyric
Can out-rap
I got a page, 9-double-1, Mr. Lil' One
Can you come across me, fondle me and floss me
Act like I care, grab you by the hair
Pull a 211
the yay'
Federalies can't harm me
Black-ass army in armani
And they still
Can't see me
Cause I'm - paper down
Fiends to keep happy
Never - fuckin frown
Mr
[Mr. Lil One]
Homicide carrols unloadin from these barrels
'Mr. Rap Devil' still got the bow and arrows
Havok to the maggots turn the devil into a faggot
lil lightskin she just right
Got a Latina right by my side
And this lil Asian girl she so fine
Wake up in the morning I said please don't leave
rich, I change my name to Mr. see-Note,
Now these flows, cashin' checks,
But don't forget,
I had respect, before success, to put this game in text,
Oh my gosh
Spaz at it again
Bout to son another wack rapper again
I’m the rap game Baby daddy not ya friend
Spaz God
I was behind the Scenes at your
the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. C-Note, C-Note
*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*
No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you
about to bust your bubble like a tree lord
Too much marijuana got me p-noid
I'm killing instrumentals with that All So Simple Can It Be, boy
Shout to Lil
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