Lyrics:
a passion
And I ain't talkin' that Action Jackson
When I come you better run for ammo
Or get played like a fuckin' piano
And yo, we got my homeboy Ice
michael jackson thriller
Gotta get it when it's here ride strait to the top
cll eyes on me feel like 2Pac ey!!!
Livin' on a mission two four seven three six
respect it michael jackson thriller
Gotta get it when it's here ride strait to the top
cll eyes on me feel like 2Pac ey!!!
Livin' on a mission two four
compare to you
How could I even fulfill this lust
No idea how but I know that I must yeah
Taste delicious, envious - taste delicious envious hey...
Cause
life but he an ex-kidnapper
Ain't tryna go there with you, weird ass actors
And rappers or whatever you call yourself
I got five cellphones, tell them
you've ever seen heads out
Me I bring the Louis V store to the penthouse
I was angry when shh got cheffed down
Left them in the corner shop by the food
step up in the booth
Like blues get a clue
Tell me who's you
You been all cap you ain't really been true
I'm true to my views
Like 2 plus 2
That's
and fine dining by the beach out in Malibu
But this can't be what you're used to
Naw
But this can't be what you're used to
You know that two story
the white lines, fuck a lifeline
I been goin' in that's why my ice shine
One for the money, and two for the show
You wifed that chick, had know clue she
I spent my first two years gettin' high
By smokin' dollar joints rolled outta 1.5's
That was 'round '84, '85
Smoke all week for the dimes
Now
[Interlude: Millie Jackson]
I know what you think, she's such a f***in' lady
Yes I am, that's right, I was raised that way
[Verse 2: Lil' Kim] Now if
on fire
Ima new age down to earth lyricist for hire, nah
Im the lyricist that made you all retire
You let me get a verse your situation gettin' dire
(Where
work a nine to five
Don't care what other people think either way I'm gonna shiiine
Sell you a dream the struggles sold separately
I'm doing this for my
the nigga in me accompanied by the cognac
You can ask around, don't fuck with the Mobb
I could've told you that, where you been at
You must have cut class
If
Better keep your hammer right by your side
I gave you the best flows
On top of that, I even made niggas set goals
I want to know how many bullets can
yeah, baby, ain't gotta do nothin' crazy,
I just wanna see you, enjoy yourself,
Don't be afraid, girl, be a star,
Take this shot if that's cool,
I wanna
want just don't talk like that
You gon fuck around and have your whole block feeling sad
I ain't worried bout no shells got the Glock in a bag
I ain't
by that bedside…
Right?
I know you brush it off like it's nothin' and it's a-ight
But…
You the one to put that baby back to sleep at night
But I ain't
bitches waitin'
Two tens, that's a win-win situation
Happy birthday, I'm feelin' brand new
Drinks on me for me, not you
Up in the club, don't give a fuck
that poolroom hung like a fog
When he talked it sounded like a growling dog
He said, "Would you care for a dollar on the five or nine?"
Now this man
ride for my G's
Put my heart on the streets
So if you see me, that's nothin' but teeth
(That's nothin' but corn)
So trapped off, I'm spinning around
Bought a house down south dat we flip to pay rent
No couch, 2 cats but we rap to pay the bills
One eat, all eat man that's jus how we live
then I hop in the Masi'
All that killer talk, bitch, you never dropped a body
I don't wrestle shit, I ain't Scotty 2 Hotty
Try and box us, you gon'
Let's hit the damm, where all the beavers go chill
If you trill you betta not squeal
Cause if you squeal, you will disappear
Now that's for trill
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