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Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
Miami or Vegas
Every time you ask me, yeah, I'm a player
'Cause I'm the life of the party
I got ten bad bitches, actin' retarded
I'm tryin' to meet a few
her I'm Charles Louboutin
The bitch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That's my Chi-lingo, yeah I'm bi-lingual
Ball by myself nigga Ochocinco
on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo
promise I'm putting it where you prefer
Yeah yeah
I got it good he gonna be good cause he got it bad for me
We had a time it was your mind it aint your bag
cause I know she ain't good for me
But maybe I
Maybe I
Maybe I'm the bad guy
Maybe I'm the villain
So whats it really matter
Like Charles Lyell said
up? Yeah straight up
Stay gassed up so the only way is up
Been such bad man since time and they see it more every time I rhyme yeah
And I ain't done yet
states that chances go around
But if you want to know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you down, yeah
(You got) Bad luck
That's what you
on
Them other niggas"
Girl look good
& she got a friend too,
That's one for the homie
We tryna alley-oop
Somethin' like a bird
When I come swoop through
time) I
Think it's about that time
(Put a little pimping in my pocket) Hit me!
I got a bone to pick, uh
I don't want you monkey-mouth sitting
In my
up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game
Uh, uh
Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train
Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's
of them too
Were ushered in by Old Doc Brown
When we made our first debut
Tho' he needed his dimes and there were times
That he'd receive a fee
He'd
'm not good), nobility and a sense
(Charlie Brown - I'm not bad) of honor that is
very rare indeed (Charlie Brown - I'm sort of in between)
You're a good
ain't changing my price on no feature
Cuz i know you don't mean that its cheaper
I got to many problems and issues
I be knocking her down before i hit
willow ass, bitch-made niggas workin' for them,
It's hoes like you that got us doin' dirt bad
Biatch!
187, 211, 1-2-0-2-2's,
We doin' dirt, we doin'
also
People were like this, started talking about the ghost production
But that's how I got in the game
If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So
chocolate, dreams puddin'
They be likin' everything I do, they're teen wolfin'
But you got it, you got it bad
2Pac, don't rock a sag
Two watches, that's pocket
on me by the pound
And I got a bad bitch, and her ass thick, and when she walk around, it go bong, bong, bong, bong
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
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