Lyrics:
mouth was wide open
Your head was tilted back that you was almost chokin
But I just lounge, and cool with the fellas
Like my roomie D-Wade, Top Notch,
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Sitting on top of the world
Yah Yah Yah
Smoke a blunt with your baby girl
Yah Yah Yah
I had to find who I really was in my life
But you came in my
Sitting on top of the world
Yah Yah Yah
Smoke a blunt with your baby girl
Yah Yah Yah
I had to find who I really was in my life
But you came in my
don't wanna make a scene
But let me tell you something about my cool team
We beat Duluth on point uni
'Cause Eauzone's got better community
So many teams
P-p-p-pocket full of money
You know we're ‘bout that club life, thug life
Got this bitch bumping like a bug bite, club life
Pocket full of money (we rollin')
fast yeah
Cool yeah
I saw your eyes i saw your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great i'm on my way
If I want
as a
Ayyye aye, okay then
I had lent in my pockets yeah
I had ran out of options yeah
Hoes wanted to fuck, they ain't know I was broke
But they know I was
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
Uh a lil' Compton nigga
Just a lil' Compton nigga
One time for my niggas
You know Compton, nigga
Just a lil' Compton nigga kendrick Lamar
Back with
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with p
Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Uh yeah
Is barak
I came in the game
I put in the work I pay my dues
This stranger be lack
Told you I was coming you better be ready
Young black boy
bussin' nooks with my Hebrews
Damn, is all that broke shit worth the hatin'
P Who? Nigga, that P stand for perpetrating
You the babs on Gman your verse
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
Said my rules to survive so make sure ya get with it
Cause life of a gangsta is survival of the fittest
[Master P talking]
Yeah Rich man that's cool but
a D-O-G to the G-O-D
Got OCD and not your CD
Hit her with the D-O-P-E D
That's Dope Dick Tunechi, DDT
You could D-I-E for a F-E-E
I'll D-I-E for my
demo and everybody was dishin, you know what I'm sayin?
Yo P tell em whassup man
We was coolin in my car one day you see
Clockin a double nickel
mainstream, in the streets I'm relevant
This for my niggas that been locked
Up since Bush was the president
You gon' die broke and
Kids growin' up poor, nigga
I dont play games i play with no rules i had dat tool while walkin thru school
But i aint need it my hands a fool treat u like a drum on da cool
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