Lyrics:
barrier when the Moiseyev
Dancers were in Los Angeles eddie and
Liz Fisher gave a party for
Them, and although I couldn't speak
A word of Russian, i got
me not in 'Lo it's a problem
'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
(?) got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
Used to have a nigga that was down
the people shook up
Off the smoke from the pounds
Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell
Maybe we can lace another load make the song sell
Let me
whether that Eddie's got anything
to do with that Seventh Son business, but those were both released... those singles, within one year of each
other
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West,
secrets that you want to find out
Hop on the ink machine and ride those pipes down
So you're on the path of the starving artist
But at the heart, well
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West,
getting split in two (splitter)
Mm, my life got way realer
Playin' with them millions and it turned me to a made nigga
Anywhere in the cash, it's how I
they tryin' to catch
Me 'Ridin' Dirty' I'm Chamillionaire
Now when you into guns like I am
You make no mistakes i got an SR 9C with two
Safeties but
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
by
I don't know why but everybody gotta die some time
Who the wisest?
Now tell me who you scrutinizing?
My words are brutalizing, so I don't have
aaah
Everybody eat
Get a piece of that
Everybody need that
I wrote this sketch
To the blueprint
Dreams of the fame
But the game is such a nuisance
Focus
that’s what I’m into
Though I’ve got struggles
One handed snuggles
Are a sin too
Me too
You should always
Use two
Hands
But don’t get handsy
Without
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that
'Cause I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
Came straight from the bottom, nigga, we got that (got that)
We was
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains
Broadcastin' live
Some like that weed or that dope and some shoot it up in they veins (oh)
From the home of the 'caine, jackin' and crackin' brains
Broadcastin' live
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
High, Singing
PUNA-NA-NA
Til that high tide
Done traded my bullet scars
For falling stars in that night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
night sky and
Nah I ain't from Puna
But don't push me
This life is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
This that Puna Boy Anthem
This the Puna
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
workin', I could tell
That shit was hurtin' me as well
I ain't got no game, it's my chain that's does the flirtin' with the girls
And I don't dance, but I
slipping in hail when will we prevail
Fearing jail but crack sales got me living well
And the system's suicidal with this thug's Life
Staying strapped
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