Lyrics:
Yeah
I don't give a f*** about ya n****, baby
That n**** weak
Aye baby, you baby
That's some good p**** we can make a new baby
F*** you in
Just Dance
RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)
I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by
(Once again)
Once again
It's the infamous back in the house once again
Live the life, that of diamonds and guns and now gems
Pull gats like
You know that I am the stallion, mang.
I live, I walk, I am the stallion, mang
Hair-throng goo-tongue, stallion mang.
A 2 S-T-A-L-L-I-O-N
I am
Back from the dead second L.P. here we go
Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.
Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys
Hat turned back in some Airwalk
shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
know that I am the stallion, mang.
I live, I walk, I am the stallion, mang.
Hair-throng goo-tongue, stallion mang.
A 2 S-T-A-L-L-I-O-N
I am
can't no one out side infiltrate this no limit organization
so prepare yourself prepare for a battle
chorus 2x
real niggaz going to ride playa
sir, yes sir
Oh, we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I want to be
That makes me too live for your crew
Ho get down get low
I'm
at the g-y-m
Ugly man treats girls like dirt
Wants buttons sewn upon his shirt
DUI at the b-a-r
Seeks m-a-n with c-a-r
[Chorus: x2]
Toothy gal with
[Chorus: (Memphis Bleek)]
1, 2 why'all, you know I rock ya
Step in the rounds of the ROC mafia
1, 2 why'all, you know I stop ya
Dirty Get Low n**** we
figures
Said a Brinks is coming through, at Fashion Avenue
At Tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Of motherfuckers, who ain't going out like suckers
And everybody show'n me love that's one to you all
Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas, my LA niggas
[Chorus: x2]
Call me trouble man,
ho's something to see
2Pac All Eyez On Me, 2Chainz yeah, Feds Watching me
Too live crew, Gucci two times hit one too many bitch and I might be
Haters
one
I rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2
You're doin' like lesser than a bomb do
T-H-E M-C O-F R-A-P T-O L-double O-K
A-T I-N T-H-E
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Ouh!
(Do you want to have a, party)
(2 live is throwin' another, party)
(Funkin' ab shakin', party)
(Ten thousand motherfuckers at the,
as I want to be
That makes me too live for your crew
Ho get down get low
I'm crossin' these mama like tic-tac-toe
Let's ride, let's go
Get loose,
busy doin NUTTIN
[Chorus: BizMarkie's crew and the Diabolical]
B.D.N., B.D.N., be (repeat 2X)
You're busy doin NUTTIN
B.D.N., B.D.N., be (repeat
n****z
Act bad one, it's either that or make front page stardom
I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom
?? gots my bulletproof it's hard to shoot me you
everybody's going crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talking I'm scaring ya
I'm daring ya to raise hell
and Dr. Dre is at the do???/ It???s the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P/D O double G Y D O double G, ya see???
2Pac feat. Dr. Dre ???
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