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can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
Motherfuckers wanna start shit in every way
That's why I carry my motherfucking gun every single day
Motherfuckers wanna start shit in every way
retaliate properly
P's poor, he can't eradicate poverty
Money my arse where's all this money I ask?
Man have got more money by far
In fact, P's the only money
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
we puts it down
K-9 and P-see from East to North town
We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step
So either ya keep on steppin or we
the fights i saw the blame
I seen everything i saw abusers run away
I seen everything i saw some Killers come by my way
Did everything i seen reflect to What i
P
And what I have on my platters mad fatter
Than the average rapper who likes to blabber jibber-jabber
It's hard refraining from being so entertaining
Sometimes bullets
Sometimes attempted suicide
But I keep going
I realized it's do or die
Just call me slick
The way that I slip and slide
Catching my grip
that, whatch you doing today?
And Imma get it my way
I can be all i can be cause imma P I M P!
I can be all i can be cause imma P I M P!
I can be all i
p
I ain't come to play
So get out my way
If your love is fake
Then get out my face
I know who the real
And I know who ain't
Y'all only here because
tell it's a drug the way the streets paying
I got the cheapest quarter pieces and you can tell I'm a dboy by my sneakers C.O.C
Chorus
Motherfuckers
and down, I ain't talkin' my ways
In tha bentley gettin' my hair done, I ain't talkin' bout braids
Shorty, tell me what your name is?
Playa, tell me what your
industry, to get some mills, you gotta kill your brother
But I'm way too solid for real to sacrifice my own
Had a talk with Nisha, She like, "Quan, I
I Flood my wrist
Stacking P's won't never end
Me and bro we stay with drip but first things first I bless my ends
Influential setting trends
Ex bitch
wasn't born with no one hand-in-hand
You'd think they was on Acid way they asked for a second Chance
I don't care bout the awards that's what I mean by
My feet pressed down on the grass yeah
I'm looking up and down real fast yeah
I'm gonna find a way to telecast
The future present and past yeah
flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral
(R.I.P)
Everybody rockin’
multiply
When I'm in dat p**** girl you testify
Pick a destination baby
Now we in da sky
Keep you by my side
Like my 45
I get it done for you baby
I ain't
From way back I show now weakness when I speak this
Mentally strong to keep this hit in my speeches given
Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I reach
me
All I know is hustle I don't know a day off
I'm never laid off I like swiping bank cards
In my mufuckin grave only way I'm awol
I'll come back from
makin' enough in the club
Come and fuck with a (p-pimp like me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, you could be
From the Chi, by the way you
makin' enough in the club
Come and fuck with a (p-pimp like me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, you could be
From the Chi, by the way you
lames gotta G O/
OG in this bitch receipts ask my P.O./
Fly alpha male shit abiding by the G Code/
I smell and look like a million bucks/
Though I'm
the p.b.m's so i'll be Down to stay
Said so, Said so, i'll be on my way,
Running from the p.b.m's, so ill be Down to stay
Said so, Said so, i'll be on my way
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