Lyrics:
in some dirty tube socks
And get shot by a cop in some Reeboks (yeah!)
Bitch I'm the man, you know I'm the man
Keep suckin' dick, 'til you get
sound in the background
If you wanna hate man
Go on then
Yeah go stream that
Gimmie that P stack
3 milly on a post
Lemmie see you try beat that
Ain't
a second
Kick it with my man a few
The kid don't catch on to what we plan to do
He finished eating as he
Rose up the escalator
Told my man "peace and love,
security will be knockin'
While Evil E's rockin', charlie jam and try blockin'
I'm a fuckin' mack that comes up by playin' the back
Ask my nigga, I'll be
another mothafucker like me
Come wit the drama you gonna R I P
They cannot believe my monopoly on this
G shit. Ay I am not police I'm the opposite
I'm
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
Yuh yuh
B.A.M
No sleep (No sleep)
No sleep for the wicked
Gotta eat (Gotta eat)
Aiming for the T-O-P with the Heat (305)
G-r-i-n-d scary feet (Tryna
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
[Featuring Master P Silkk The Shocker]
[C Murder]
How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life
at their dreams? not many huh
get that gear right now
For my boy Leviticus, he doin' it real big, man
In P-Town, man, P-Town finest, man
The oil of noise, Ballantine
If it ain't
grandmother
Doesn't it look like she has a brother?
TJ reminds me, not to worry bout what man might say
Talking bout the problem ain't living by faith
Just
Muscles tearing
And internal b-l-e-e-d-i-n-g
Now i got l-i-m-p
Striving to b-e
The next p-i-m-p
You see i can be
Narcissistic
Pessimistic
And obsessive
With
like me
I'm top tier almighty
You think you bad
You lyrically trash
You see me R.I.P
You A thru F
He H thru Z
That just means I stayed a G
Don't forget
(Chorus: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Tired of the mother fucking jackin
Boys that be jackin
Tired of the motherfucking jackin
Police, want to front;
to a O, then an O to a P
P's turn to G's when you double the fee
If you pricing it right it's gon be gone in a week
This weed's for the strong no it's not
got her ass in my face
She yo girl but I got her by the waist
Feelin' up on it
Bet she feel a 9 in a second
Maybe 10 how she grindin' up on it
Shit I'm
niggaz
If you don't hang in the air by the name a swizz beats
Told Mannie fresh he the skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze taking basically I'm talking
the best way to the g
Alphabetically I have to lead you through
Since I'm the m-izza I know to watch my p's and q's
Like the emt's but the be-I-z
I rap
understand
Why niggas still can't fuck with the one-man band
Got my dark lokes clean with the P on my crown
And my black leather trench to the muthafuckin'
twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits
Hook
[Fresh]
I was the man in kindergarten and a pimp in first
A mack in second grade by third it was worse
And I know what ya thinking got that E.S.P.
Always looking for a rush word to G.S.P.
I went back to the future on some D.M.T.
Where it’s man vs machine
got
Nessed by a groupie hoe
Even when I'm chillin' Trident reckon
That I do the most
Cah I've always got G's around
Me like a Gucci coat
When I'm in
I'm the one when the dust settles
They gon' see I'm the one
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, H-I-J-K, uh, M-N-O-P
That's little me in the classroom askin', "What's L?"
a lil ass slug
And please dont call me a P dont disrespect me im a g
Infatuated with betchs it turn me to a beast
Infatuated what my brother had it
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