Lyrics:
Too $hort, E-40, and The motherfucking Click
Enough respect to the West coast
Dun, dun, dun
Yo, Ol' Dirty Bastard coming through
Know what I'm
Erlenmeyer I learned to put
The fire to the flask
And came through with that crack spit
New to the league straight ballin'
Off a draft pick
You can tell all
didn't have to try
She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club
I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge
She moved through the crowd in
and stand by me if thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither page and stand by me
If thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
came here to ball
Getting my cheese, and I'm stacking it tall
Hunnids,tens, I'm running after them all
Grind through the summer, the spring,
I've been goin' a different speed, had to change my jeans since them shits ran through
I'm not in the Ivy League, don't make me leave, boo, I can't
You know where I go, you ride
South side
Through the night
By my side
You and I
Girl you, got my eye
Your energy girl I am fueled by
Ik I look
born to fly high, Vince Carter / MVP in a league full of benchwarmers / call me $izzul Th3 Dragon, 'cause I spit fire / purple kush flow, guaranteed you
held 10k in cash nigga
I took real Ls and flipped those
Some Ws to even out my lows nigga
Pure potential
A nigga had to get his work up
Four am flow
Like
killed him, no kidding
No I wanna go outside
Is you coming through
I wanna make another move
Smoke my spliff while I'm looking at the moon
Searching for
alla, ni de aqui
Pac live through me
Someone said since birth que me llamaron papi
Turn coca into tea, pure coffee
Wine and weed stay my teeth
Speaking
Pure innovation this is not pre fixed
And if you're imitating you just might be bitch
I’m just the product of being brought up and dragged through lava
the pylon
Whole squad deep lit heart of a Lion
Try us if you want but just know you gonna' get slide on
Pure gold tried by fire had to get my fry on
I'm
Listen here, little bro, I've called you three fucking times
Pick up the damn phone, I'm gonna come to Fisher myself and grab you by the fucking
Look inside of my eyes
And search my soul to find what you See
Take a piece of my mind to find, it's no Nigga flyer then me
No nigga by where I be
No
You put me on a beat and I tore through the ground
Man they blow up my phone, Caller unknown
Don't even know, Why are they calling the king on his
to our town
Cause none of the OG’s were around
Khareedu me OG by the pound
She’s young and ambitious wants the crown
Go through the backdoor
Yeh she’s
word to Kechan Bailey
That's your bitch but she still my baby
I live under a rock but I'm Patrick Swayze
I gave her the D then she came to the c league
grass lighters
[Opio]
Niggas think I got punched by Rudduck
In the stomach the way I bust from the gut & get
G's by the hundred but
That don't matter
heaven that bend above us
By that God we both ignore
Tell this soul with sorrow laden
Willful and destructive intent
How had lapsed a pure heart lady
bitches that was hard to fuck
I came up, it was hardly luck
Just left Compton, and I ain't have to use my AK
What a day, what a day
Back when my
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