Lyrics:
Shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with a izz-el, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggas from the other side recognize my face
'Cause it's the O.G
[Juvenile]
Put a limit to tha bullshit and give me some space
Nigga recognize tha G in me when I'm tha place
I'll get mad and deliberately spit in
Shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with a izz-el, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggas from the other side recognize my face
'Cause it's the O.G
the boys break they necks when I walk on by
Fat ol? ass, thick ol? thighs
Mrs.Trina, baddest bitch, that's right
Diamond princess running 3.0.5
I still
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
to soothe my stage
What it was was more then plug-up dosage
More than DAISY age
Conversation drew a rule
Which the crowd will roar by millions
Mr
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast but I know
She's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years
to soothe my stage
What it was was more then plug-up dosage
More than DAISY age
Conversation drew a rule
Which the crowd will roar by millions
Mr
Bonnie, I'll be Mr. Clyde
Together we be catchin g's
Flipping keys, smokin weed
It's all about you and me
Causing major pain on this dope game
You be
[Master P]
Ha Ha Ha
Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this
(Yeah G)
But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
Yeah, ha-ha-ha (bang)
Yeah, Bizarre Kid comin' at you
Eminem and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, haha
No one's iller than me (what?)
No one, no one is
and over here I
Have Mr malcolm Evans who
Through thick and thin
Would surely like to say a word
Of greeting at this festive occasion
Merry Christmas,
spendin twenty G's like stars
Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth something
My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it
"Killa you're face to face with Scarface"
G to the E to the T.O.
Now here it comes (boom) motherfuckers die hard till the end
Mr. Scarface not
it's Kells the freaker
Mr. Bump 'n' grind Mr. song of the weeker
R and B singer, Mr. defeater
Sixteen years and still comin' through your speaker
Mr
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
Good Morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
a fine chick that look just like LaToya
And I bet fifty G's on my boy De La Hoya
Tryin' to stay free with the loot they pay me
Boy I'ma vet and you still
can’t see me
I’m sunk in the seat
Clutch my hammer close, I’m controlling the V
And love the cities on both the coasts
But still repping the East, yeah
the wedding begin
Shot by an arrow of cupid through the string of a G-clef
My dear, I claim you're def
And if you can hear me, by golly gee
Trugoy is ready
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