Lyrics:
telekenetically gifted,
Took a minute to exhibit that I'm sick with it"
"Have you any idea what I'll do to crews like you
How many niggas in my career I've ran
stitch a bone
I'm laughin' at you niggas flippin' rules
My uncle Carl told me stick and move
It's young F.R.E.A.K. though
Got these niggas tuckin' they
to me you get this free
D'next one i do will cost you i guarantee i wont let be
If i knew what you were when you were in my eyes
This is true i prefer
Mo got me and I got him too
Call my clips MA cause both straps hit his body like
OOOOOOUHHHHH
Talking back nigga you said what what what
Line em up
make me some money, just check by my pockets it got a lil tummy
Not from the D but I'm up at the H, the Im born at forever gon' stay
I tell you straight
a chalk line
Now what the style ain’t
You tell me how well the child paint, Turner
A page in a book
See if the child who paints the house also paint looks
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
Look in my eyes do you read me
Well I'm always there when you need me
But I don't feel the same cuz I know you changed and you don't ever wanna see
Bound by cuffs to you
Do it my way
Like everything I do
Take my breath away
Don't let me fade away
May die before I wake
Not the type to play
I
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be
last ride
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I
with me (Secret Service with me, nigga)
Nip it in the bud, lil' kid
Groupie love, we ain't ever playin' by the rules
Nigga better not start playin'
miss you so) whoa - now I miss you so
I feel the wind around me certain it calls my name
the wispered way that you did now drowned out by the rain
Now
a lie
They said it's all fun & games
Till the tools is out
Fuck you, what you gon' do about it?
You know I click clack bang bang
Bang shoot a nigga down
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
you hating on me, you just lazy
Get yo mind right
I'm going hard
Like what would you do for a Klondike
I know niggas that'll lay ya down for that chili
Whenever you see me, you beat around the bush
Intoxicate me, just like the best kush
It's a fairy tale love so, let's do it by the book
Baby you know
Mafia
Hot Beezle, what's brackin', nigga?
The pussy out of line, the pussy get they head bust (get they head bust)
Ha, you dig?
B-Loc and Bentley,
only me.
Now you see what happens to losers. Lets move on the today's task. Lets take things one step further. You are going to prove that you can du
heads
And Marsha(ll), do you snort crack or what
Cos I can't even imagine m&m's without having nuts
Or chocolate, nah see what we got here is
Just a butt
do you and I'll do me (uh)
Truly you'll see how real you'll be (uh, uh, uh)
Do you 'cause what it boils down to is true
Do you 'cause you are held
myself)
Huh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see? (I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head
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