Lyrics:
I throw my 2 cents in
Well make it 5 percent then
If black man is God then
The ghetto must be heaven under fire
Holy war against the races
on a trip so get a grip or come equipped
Or yo get that ass flipped, look who's back again
Once again, back is the incredible
Once again, back is
What ho.... sed de ting!
Welcome to "not alot of people know that, part 5." Yes, you lot out there, ah you're so lucky! How can you
be getting so
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
a nigga like me got to represent
You know I'm sayin'? Check it out
Once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip
The psycho, represent the real,
C'mon down
V A
(C'mon)
Portland
(C'mon)
Chi-town
(C'mon)
C'mon down
Make you shake like, sunshine, naked shoe was once mine
Had bottom inner drawers
With a five cent gallon
And a two cent guitar
I'm drowning out the alley
And singing from afar
I would never join your war
You talk of all the times
The Romans every night they never came
Worked a 9-to-5 his whole life
Died once, feeling cheated
Couldn't put his finger on it
Operation Stackola over
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
he fought for the land once again.
He lived for the land, and there on the land he was slain.
A forty-five bullet has ended the life of a man
time time and time again
Once you taste heaven life is only free as Alcatraz
Tryna last
Search the universe so I can find a friend
For your two cents, I
bright again
Once I was shot by John Wayne
Yeah, it was towards the end
That one scene's bought me a thousand drinks
Set me up and I'll tell it for
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
Uh, to the top dog
Get 2getha, Hi-see, get 2getha AMG
Get 2getha, 2nd II None, get 2getha again
Everybody wanna know where we been, what we
If you have any information concerning this clue
Notify your local police, the FBI
Or Gangbusters at once
Uh, yo
Uh (Gang)
Poor dressing
in this lifetime: Pussy and Patron
Give me that, once you give me that, once again it's on
Bitch I'm swagged up, hoes bopping when I'm off that screw
complexion
Stood about six feet
Without shoes five eleven
I heard him
Telling a mutual partner
How fly he was
How he never
Spent no lucci
On groupies
Bustin' down the load, so unsuspected, they wasn't fuckin' with me
Slow me down once again, that black Jimmy Flow
It's 35 MPH's soon as we hit the O
No GPS,
the triple sixes
And once again it be the point, that I shoot
that be puttin crazy loot, in the pocket of my army suit
Now who wanna come throw another round
I
like magic
That's five well spent for true hip-hop addicts
And once they're friends heard it, then they all had to have it
So I took it on the road with
t.v.
Set in my bed once again,
Couldnt sleep
Because all my life,
All my dreams had gone out the window
With this new t.v. set
side
You changed up on the team you not the guys
And I can't believe it took you to be cashier to come to ya cents
Fish bowl window on the coupe but it
from
I ain't rich yet, but momma tell me what you want
Huh huh huh
Yeah
Can't do a 9-5 again
Life i wanna live i got triple up my gain
She never learnt
Live my attitude to do or die
Once I was a maggot but now I'm just Super Fly
Bound for the boundaries, no limit G
Fat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
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