Lyrics:
feel good on the inside, my songs are ready
Coz baby smile is for y'all, in my song I said it
Only if Youwee by my side, shit I should've said it
Now I'm
lack
Capitalism dimes
When we can't come back it's journalism time
You in love the Coco you got to sniff dat now you tripping going loco you got to quit
shit always fails
Need another plan
The time is passing by
Only by a clock
I can't figure out why
All the people do is talk
Once upon a while
I was
rush now
Break and split all pieces of the pie till the guts out
Honey jee and frenemies collide call it symmetry
As-long as i get all my shit on time we
my own damn plan
What a waste of time
What a waste of words
What a waste of breath
Well, I spoke it by now
You broke your thought
You meant for
heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
the blame at us
The only thing is Imma go get it even if I gotta split your wig
They can't get enough of my style cause I got the job well done winning it
your air
You been down still by my side
Know at times you feel scared
Now if you get the feeling it could've went different
With one of your exes then
up my brain
Driving me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer sludgy, greasy slime
I'm always bucking with Father Time
Cause he's my motherfucking enemy number one
it, map it, we can score
it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand
by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my
lyrics and two shotties
lane or two
Brake the brick what I came to do VVS's now chain is blue
Them niggas done got you gassed up, too much of that propane in you
My diamonds
I remember a nigga staring at pictures when shit was all good
But now that picture is ripped up
And Mojo ain't been the same since my family split up
vacation"
[Snoop Dogg]
I was just thinking to myself man
Y'know this Blue Carpet Treatment record is deep to me
And I need to let my peoples know how
still out on us
Split decision, split in two
By the things that came between us
So unimportant now
All of those fights
Why do we always hurt
the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point
to know
Talk to 'em
It's a shame you don't treat me right
Then I stick by your side
Girl, my work is Nine to Five
To buy the things that you like
I went from Medication
To Meditation
Was ignorin' the man in the mirror
I had to face it
Was lyin' on the pavement
With my face split
Threw my self
of control...
So you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me by yesterday, when I have moved on..."
[Freddie Foxxx:]
That's right...
My heart is colder than
cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup
Tellin my mens what? Ten times platinum and we ends up
draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape
cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup
Tellin my mens what? Ten times platinum and we ends up
draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape
King of my city, I need me a crown
My bitch she the queen, I'ma get her the gown
Smokin' this loud and I smoke by the pound
Come to your city, we
Might just have to get into
Might just have to see what you do
My heart it been split into
Still can't get my mind off you too
Stick by me I'll
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
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