Lyrics:
and the 10
Cause if it's on then it's on let the funk begin
I'm goin' out like a soldier see and the M
45 on my lap 4 extra clips and
Lil' boy flue you don't
parrot make your foot them do the talking
No forward pon the dancefloor with your f*ckrey dog it must be DANCING
We a make history them a make noise
Take
bitches after every show
Cause I'm a hoe you know I'm a hoe
How do you know because I told ya so
[Master P]
If it don't make dollars then it don't
saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
man Bun B, what?
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
The things you
On the Dancefloor
You don't need my password
I might just take your time
She a cam girl
We're a million here tonight
Don't be embarrassed
I don't want no dancing
I'll send you shots from the baby zoo
Old game like Grady fool
Propane flow flame you dudes
No name's don't claim ya shoes
Once again its on nigga,
man nigga, baby who?
I'll send you shots from the baby zoo
Old game like Grady fool
Propane flow flame you dudes
No name's don't claim ya shoes
you
I slow you down take your Rolex with the bezel too
The B.G. a HB off VL
Tips on the creek rang choppers like a church bell
I armed nigga
fallin' outta trees,
No Limit niggas don't say hoes,
ain't no caps that be floatin' in the breeze...
Fiend:
Now, Now, Now P, all the time, I
know the nina is the shit?
Motherfucker, one e-c-I-p-s is like a murderer
P-e-a-c-e to my motherfuckin' nine servin ya
Cause I don't give a fuck
And homeboy you don't like it,we can step in the aisle
Just show no shame,you know it's only night
And if there's anything you want to get off,get it off
at your residence
Where them white be's like a Cuban in Cuba
No cigar, caviar, Cherokee
Blood in the mud like creek water
Can't kill a mutant with Holy
dutty whine like a vintage Beaujolais
She pretty boujie but I like it that way
Ay, 'cause I don't want no broke bitch (no way)
And shawty, you a dope
(Erick Sermon)
What's up wit that homegirl why you frontin
My raggamuffin c'mon help me wit somethin
You like me I can tell by your
the street
Yo, who wants it with Hav? Who want it with P?
Not near one of y'all and I put that on me
But if [unverified]
You know a nigga, I be tryin'
I don't need a hoe
You can break yourself but you can't break me
You never met a player like $hort, baby
I knew a dick sucker named Betty-Jo
Took
cowards you don't want to go to war
The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga
Swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' Anaconda nigga
So, bring it, bring it
better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you
of the click
All you suckas want to dis the pacific
But you buster n****s never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we f***ed
Her p**** whipped b
Does anybody want to be holy
Righteous
Purified and spotless
Let me tell you
It's only by the Blood
Does anybody want to be worthy
Forgiven
Justified,
the hatchet
with slicin bodyparts in da park
moon full of blood
could it be another Jeffrey Dahmer
I'm sneakin
and creepin
and blowin up shit like da Una
gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down nigga don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya
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