Lyrics:
stopping me, won’t see no handcuffs
Who really rocks with me, let’s get those fans up
Hurry lil bitch run those bands up
I came to rob your seat, take
know it's over (ooh)
Girl, you cancerous, you gon' ruin my life
Let me get this paperweight, then come be my wife
She just laughed and touched my face
the trenches
Lil livvy he popping outside I tell em lets go
My niggas come thru and shoot shit
Three o hit it up, leave his ass on his back
You know we gon rob
my cheese
Y'all niggaz get me congested, move around and let me breathe
I remember when you niggaz, ain't want me to hit the weed
Now that I'm
single-handed!
LAUNCELOT: No, Sir Galahad, come on!
GALAHAD: No, really, honestly, I can go back and handle this lot
easily!
DINGO: Oh, yes, let him handle us
featuring Lil Wayne
Verse 1: (lil wayne)
Ha ha ha ha check it
Its me that's creepin through the back
And the black on black
Lil soldier
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing
fresh like Will did
Back in the '90s killer bees behind me
Swarming anything that enter the perimeter
Of this money making machine
When winter come it
to be first so i cant come in last
Dem youngins come theew trippin at yo house
Dont care nun bout yo dad
Diamond got killed it hit me fast
Lil rocc had
to me when we fuckin' (talk back)
Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (bling)
Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (let's go)
Get lost on a bitch, ain't
to imagine the bright light…
Takes you to the sky
A blue sky…
And his voice there sounds on the way…
Hey!
Come, come, come over
Let’s make good stories
by Erykah Badu
'Cause you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you lose it
Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
That shit never
hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that
hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that
she feeling groovy
Lil freak wanna headbop
She bustin that ass yeah she throw it back
I’m making the bedrock
She got some friends i’m doing dance
We
WATCH THE OTHER WHEN YOU REACH BACK
I JUST KNOW HOW HIGH YOU GOT ME
CUZ YOU ALWAYS LET ME
DOWN DOWN DOWN.
AIN'T NO LOVE OVA.
REN: NO NO
MIC ROB
motherfuckers, come on
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back
Talkin' about the gats in ya raps
But I can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're
back to the streets
Don't let Viacom, dictate the heat
The nerve of them, I never heard of dem
Askin' me about, my urban spins
And if I got about,
daddy
What you looking at?
Let me see ya grill
Let you see my what?
Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me
daddy
What you looking at?
Let me see ya grill
Let you see my what?
Ya, ya grill, ya, ya, ya grill
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me
me, I'm too close to the edge
Is what it is, ain't no looking back, don't regret the things that I did, ayy
System got the hood fucked up, killers,
to the top lil bitch
Ima get hot you not lil bitch
I got the slaps lil bitch
I got the shit on lock lil bitch
Can I get that
Get that Smoke
Let me get that
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