Lyrics:
hum
You see how Hot Boys play it now
When we coming for yo issue woodie lay it down
'Cause if you don't you done piss me clean off
Ya history dog
or promotion
He skim off the top think he slick like lotion
If I pull these racks Ima cause a commotion
Gotta go off yo head can't act off emotion
Need all my
Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good
See most of the niggaz still
and get blown back
I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old Mag
Now block a nigga, get off me
Get some off that, buy the weed and blow that bitch up
be here for awhile
And if you want to set it off
Then you got to shut it down
You can find us just
Somewhere in city
Getting wild
Cause we got a lot
fuckin' get blown back
I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac
Now blocka nigga, get off me
Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst-
New Kung Fu Kenny
Throw a steak off the yacht
Arthur was born just a plain simple man
In a plain simple working class position
Though the world was hard and it's ways were set
He was young
To let me drop her off by this nigga
Off the river
She ridin with me thinkin that it's cool and shit
She don't think I know that she let her live
scared, then throw your sets up
Hot Boys wodie, respect us
Representin' Cash-Money Records
It's warfare, you betta, vest up
But if you ain't scared,
I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind
Lord I'm leavin' you to worry you off my mind
Cause you keep me worried troubled
Troubled all the time
most consistent, realest stories
Most charisma, I set the most trends
And my interviews are hotter, holla
I jog in the graveyard
Spar in the same
Keep being hard-headed and I'ma make you get off me
Got human enough disguise but my face is a doggy
If you lovin' my bark let me bury my bone
I got
his brains out, if any's left in his head"
If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know
I'm down in a hole, baby
You're lockin' me up, you're lockin' me up
I got found by a cold lady
She's lockin' me up, she's lockin' me up
I am down
Do something for me, boys
If I should die at sea, boys
Write a little note, boys
Set it off afloat, saying
Bless you, bless you, all of you
intimate conversation
I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable
When I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals well exceed any
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
at night
Let me take the time to understand
And I will
Set your spirit free
If you get down on me
I'll get down on you
I will do anything
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
honor
And the chapter that read at twenty-five I would live dormant at five in the morning
They raid your spot while Kendrick's performing
And if they
sure I’ll turn you off
Maybe if you knew the whole story, you’d understand it all
'Cause Truth has a way of breaking through
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
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