Lyrics:
Youngworld fresh out the bing
Now back in the building
Going hard killing this thing
Do more than just feel this
Im here like a stereo system
Built
in my Air Maxes or my Jordan kicks
Never had dreams of being on TV
See me writing down bars on a weekly
Real g, putting in work for the green p's
Yeah
stayed in the system
Project memories
Stuck in the trenches it's hard to breathe
The streets it's soo hard to leave
Death and killing is all we seen
Yea
P3 PIGE
Jeg er ikke en P3 pige
Bli’r det nok aldrig
Men jeg er temmelig sikker på
At jeg er en af dem der bli’r til noget
For når natten falder på
ka vardan hum dub ka na rehne
Kru apne ji ki na manu kde kehne
System e khhinadu mne pdge je sehne
Kadh isne aat t m table p dhardu
Bat e khhtm
on her knees
P's you know I got to get that shit off
Bub Za yeah I'm the boss
Brush my teeth
Then I floss
Young nigga out here
I'ma big dawg
I'ma fly nigga
jumping, shouting saying it.
Let's just say that it's a measure of disorder,
In a system that is closed, like with a border.
It's sorta, like a, well
coolin' systems
Made that final maneuver to 8 Mile and Hoover
And somehow I saw my future is in this that's how I know my mission
Little boom box
wanna search me then search me
But hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty
I need that brown in my system
P, on my side twistin'
In club duvet for the chick
wanna search me then search me
But hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty
I need that brown in my system
P, on my side twistin'
In club duvet for the chick
the Black Eyed Pease will bring the action
Everlasting satisfaction
Radioactive highway action
System overload, heavily maxim'
[Chorus x2]
Party People
Hater.
"Kelly V-I-P". I repeat, "Kelly V-I-P", sir.
Over
He's right captain, this is big
Only if we allow him to reach his destination.
P Newton?
And that God you ask forgiveness for turns out to be you?
And what if killin' yo own kind meant that you instantly die ?
And rape yo mother
Eu cansei de dar o máximo p'lo salário mínimo
Eu fartei 'tar na média, vou escalar os dígitos
É pa' virar galático quero um saco infinito
Estudei
France, a century, seventeen
Salute Toussaint and Dessalines
And I do love France, know what I mean?
It's the system I'm talkin', nobody's agreein'
They
of brew
Pulled out the Dutch Master
Cause it's time to get on
Turned on the truck system to pump a hip-hop song
Five minutes later I see these other
stand
Courts or tennis, my pigmentation is the menace
That's why the system's always tryin to pursue with a blemish
Pale asses, think a nigga in this
My
why the system's always tryin to pursue with a blemish
Pale a**es, think a n**** in this
My flow's tremendous, for the meal you can't replenish
and solitude
P-p-p-peace and solitude
Trust me and love me, I trust you and love you
Could you, could you, could you really show love?
Like a tree fallin' in
need a ruler (Wow)
A big dawg, I ain't even been a poodle (Grr)
So much ice on my bitch, she need a cooler (Brr, brr)
And I just stirred the P's like
Catch a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya P's and Q's
They carry banana clips and niggas'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on Hill
against my client
Snoop Dogg, Tha Doggfather
For 227 counts of flexing his G's, popping his P's
Dotting his I's and crossing his T's
The anti-player has
Neighborhood quickster
Raised in a system, gang affiliated
America, take a look at what you created
Started in a section, grew like an erection,
P on the cellular
911, escape the hood on tour
So riggity-radio cats can take the tapes off pause
We're overseas on the bomb, Chevrolet, Yukon
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