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Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might
that's over 40 now?
Classic, that's what they call us now
I'm 'Smooth' like Big Daddy Kane, no bull
Check out 'My Melody' I'm 'Paid in Full'
Before
to be y'all
Your pockets is empty
Like summertime school halls
I'm worldwide trick
You're on the radio in one goddamn city
So check your crooked lip bitch
What the
What are you doin
Shut up
Set the muthafuckin dial
Yeah ite check this out it's YA boy BIGHAND-NO
SET your mother fucking DIAL
And don't
Uh yeah
First off congratulations
Y'all got another cypher
Cause by my calculations
The last cypher was my last cypher
But aberration happen and it’s
oh oh oh
You got the number one song on the radio and you still gotta sit in jail?
I went in late, I'm on the top rack by the lake
I'ma sleep all
I want to hear that song from Lil' John and Petey Pablo
Aight, I got that coming right up for ya
Now shout out the radio station that gave ya what
like it ain't a thing
You look down here's your start to a better way
Young nigga big heart with a old soul
105.1 on my radio
I'm on the road makin'
stand in line in the cue is never where I base (cubase)
School is never old how do y’all remain old school ?
When radios give me Air time I still take
Become desperate, anxious & impatient
Men no dey think straight self
N****s is willing to sell their soul
For a big pay check but...
My head ayy
My head
Hey this is radio station Shake That Ass
And I want to see that ass shakin'
Toppin' the charts today we got a world a premiere from DJ Warren G,
beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin
Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan?
Andre Nickatina--
I make the town move just by walkin on your
mutter, I shudder what I utter
Then check in your little cash flow or give my nigga back his hasborough
I catch ya, stab slow and that's whoa
Shorty with
How do you want me to rap?
To stay relevant so I drop the same trap?
To stay relevant so I drop the same crap?
I swear by God I rather shot by
I hear my voice on the radio
Coming out of my motherfucking stereo
And see bitches wave their fucking pantyhose
Fellas jumping up and down at my crazy
the culture, I can tell by the shit you embrace (I see it)
I'm in Gotham but my mind's in a different place
So fuck your co-signs, money, and your radio play
to respect the facts
Couldn't hold em, they was hotter than crack
You'd swear 88 was here, flash me back
In a Learjet this year, check my stats
Haters up in
swing
Had to put turbo in the carbon
Radio talk, worldwide, Detroit, that's Martin
I been up in there big supreme like a spartan
Never stop runnin'
They say I'm big headed
I'm like the gina chic
I come through in all black
Like the gina six
Got me waiting for a nigga
Like a fema check
Man I'm hot boy
his motherfucking clavicle
So many ways to kill a nigga just by toting a gun
But sense of different on my have a lil fun
Catch your chick on one night
overlooked
Before Dirty passed I had trust issues
They'd disappear right after I kissed you
We were 2 ships passing by
Couldn't connect the dots still wonder
the knack, I got the knack
I got the knack, I got the knack
I got the knack, I got the knack
Everlast is in effect, gettin' full respect
I collect big
Play tough with the radio guy
I'm the fly on the wall,now who you gonna call
It doesn't take time from the hit to the fall
Yo baby never here on time
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
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