Lyrics:
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
jackin', str8 jackin'
What, what
Yall can test me but you aint getin nothin' x2
Second Verse :[Mr. Shadow]
Step a lil closer, cause I ain't scared
I
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
dopefiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit I'll fuck yo' ass up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon: repeat 2X]
You scared,
like u know me
Don't come to me talking shit if you own me
I do this shit by my dolly
Ya fuck niggas keep on thinking tht y'all Made
I used to ball
dick 'em
down, 'cause I'm a ...
Chorus (4x): Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis
Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby
It's like that from
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
the microphone and I make a motherfucker lose it
And I make niggas jump and I back niggas up
She in the back of the truck
Lil' mommy wanna fuck and she really
Mr4pound tryna get loose uh
40 gotta kick like a jitsu uh
Shorty eating d*** til she get full
I was ina trap by myself sellin pit
Food
I be moving wit a big
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
I done gave up so much free time knowing time ain't free
Fuck it I sacrificed it
My girl show me love, she know I made sacrifices
And if it's real
Yeah, get busy entertainment, youuu dig, uh-huh, uh-huh
Man I love the way lil' baby pour my drink, she my lil' rock star
I got 30 in these jeans
street groupies get off my dick
I want to see real juggalos at shows
Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes
[Chorus x 2]
[Blaze:]
You don't even
street groupies get off my dick
I want to see real juggalos at shows
Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes
[Chorus x 2]
[Blaze:]
You don't even
the May gov
Fire myself so I find myself
Then I mind myself, then I make it, uh
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Get the fuck away from me)
Yeah, lil niggas getting
Try to see the grey world with some optimism
High school, the highlight I give my flowers to Mr. Robert Wilson (love you sensei)
And fuck you Andrew
and shit
She cut off her friends and shit
I ain’t looking for love lil bitch
Got the? it's freak lil bitch yeah, yeah
Now she wanna fuck the kid
Now she
up in that, yeah (that's that one foreign)
Everywhere I go, I keep a ten, bitch, I'm Eric Gordon
How the fuck it's seventeen dollars and you can't
do the homage
B.I.G I ain’t talking Mr. Wallace
Who is me ? Don’t worry bitch I’m flawless
Won’t eat cuz that kitty got lil mileage
Question me?
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, comin in stalkin
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, still shit talkin
[2x]
[Mr. Lil
that I been fine, know that I been fly
Blunts rolled to a million 10 of 10 I'm prolly high
All this fake shit kicking I just hope it pass me by
Cuz how
Like 700, DOA be the move
Talking on bro, I'ma shoot at your crew
Like give a fuck if that shit make the news
She a baba, that lil' bitch a smooch, like
soundin' like a fag on VladTV
This about to be a scene where I
Beat the fuck outta Mr chicken
Once again they got me back
Feelin' like Peter Griffin
You
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