Lyrics:
already kno' what
It is man, its a bad boy thang man,
Grand hustle collaboration,
Y'all already know man,
Boss hog was happenin' (hey)
A town
Woke up out my sleep/
Dreaming money plays/
I’m getting to it/
Man Fuck what a Hater say/
Balling like that young Boy NBA/
I’m getting to it/
Man
have anything to say to the haters who say you can't
make it on the outside?)
Remember this old sayin' a wise man change
a fool will stay the same
fuck
already kno wut
it is man, its a bad boy thang man, grand hustle collaboration, yall already kno man, boss hog wus happenin (heyy..) A town pimpin
[Slim
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars drive by in a frickin parade
Cuz I've been doing this for almost two
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
[Warren G]
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue, and yelling 'cause (whats up cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in
plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I'm fool proof
Projecting my demise
Bullet proof vest
In the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising'
Death
it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce as we count mills
Providin' you pure ecstasy without pills
Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck with fools man
favorite flavor
My beat wake the block up like "Hodgy Beats hates all his neighbors"
They call the po-po, I'm cocking back the fo'-fo'
The one man army,
like a fool, but I learned my lesson
Now I'm stacking up my blessings, no more second guessin'
I'm grinding every day, yeah, I'm on the rise
No more
Tryna get rid of all you haters and you bustas
Steppin' on toes, breakin' niggas nose
In the projects, nigga, anything goes
Breakin' fools off
Tryna get rid of all you haters and you bustas
Steppin' on toes, breakin' niggas nose
In the projects, nigga, anything goes
Breakin' fools off
blue hunnits
Err'Body round me getting money
Step in the building we stunting
You haters aint talking bout nothing
20 bands all blue hunnits
Err'Body
From the days on the base
We on some grown man shit nowadays, But'll still put it in a hater face
Never too late, go ahead and set that date, And we
to the e-n-d
Eg, my CD, is way to d-e-e-p
That goes for your TV screen, DVD or BBC
ITN or ITV, C-O-Ps say "ID please"
S-t-o-p like IC3, wanna see me
Hooked
fuckin’
Up the path, for real
And got my little man’s future looking bad
It’s ill
Y’all Smack DVDs niggas ain’t real at all
‘Cause real killers keep
Their
walking through the club
Pause like a pimp so the hoes show me love
Pimp by day, pimp by night
Pimp haters make me keep my pimp game tight
See y'all
walking through the club
Pause like a pimp so the hoes show me love
Pimp by day, pimp by night
Pimp haters make me keep my pimp game tight
See y'all
on you
And that's why these haters is at you (on you, at you)
So just keep on doing you baby
You don't have to give these fools an explanation (yeah,
Listen up, I got a story to tell
Hey, fool, listen up, I got a story to tell
Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to tell
Say, man, listen up, I
fuckin' 'em up like that, throw me my strap man
I want these fools to feel me
Reverend, would you put some blessin' oil
On my head and hear me
I'd never
Man you know how this goes
Kick a door in dis ho
Left a carbon footprint
Nigga i blow too much smoke
Buck shot for da doofus
Broke her walls w my notes
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