Lyrics:
One
Y'all done fucked up now
Oh shit, ah
It's mine now who want it, ha?
D-s, Ryde or Die nigga, you heard that?
It's Yung Wun with the big
Who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What
Boys, we gon' be about it
[ Dionne Jackson ]
Are you looking for that place to go
Where the true players kick game for sho'
All you need to do is
rapper's got a bounty
Get that check and you won't hear about him
Can't believe that he said he bout it
Man got shenked and blicked in a Audi
Gaining that
Don't fuck no bitch that's fucking with your dawg, that's law
If you come up don't forget about your dawgs, that's law
I'm a street nigga so it's
fuck Pac? We'll never know
Shit, she gon' lie about it anyway
And both of them niggas dead and gone
But fuck that shit, Pap the new Biggie
What I payed
gettin leathal an I,
you know the drama boys, down fo life the Suave an I, to the dirt,
drama boys, wit Ball got drama that will work,
make 'em
You ain't sayin' nothin'
I be spendin' euros by the pound I'm talkin' London
If it ain't about some millions boy you ain't sayin nothin',
You ain't
ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
[Verse Two: Cee-Lo]
You can clock my consistent and endless
Efforts up
mout', listen
You can't educate man about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't say one guy that I think's catching up
So boy
on, go
Donald Trump told us all that
It's never too pushy
To walk up to a woman and
Just grab her by the pussy
Harvey Weinstein said that he's been
know I’m gone I hope he take that time to really heal
And I won't stop until I'm in that house by the hills
It’s all about you you you and the shit that
got a deal
He know I’m gone, I hope he take that time to really heal
And I won't stop until I'm in that house by the hills
It’s all about you, you, you
lounger, that's what it is, pick up the phone
That's what it was, I bet you all got goosebumps
I'm an Island Boy, fuck off, fuck off
Use some words,
YOU’RE POISON)
WE KEEP YOU MASC BOYS WELL FED
(YOU KNOW THIS IS ABOUT YOU!)
AREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO SAID
(UNTIL NEXT TIME, HOPE YOU’RE HUNGRY!)
ONE MAN’S
on tracks you should know if you get in my way that I never let up
There's some people that need to hear truth they get beat down by lies and get told that
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin stuntin frontin who that boy who him is (who him is)
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin
to talk about the place to be
Who you are, what you got, about a suck MC
Oh yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about, Ren,
You know what I'm sayin' ?
Yeah,
weed for everyone
Enter the class now we kill you with sound
See bad boy with gun, who buss jus' fi' fun
Or black youth them move about a three ton
own feet
Remember that when it's your grief
And it's you who feels the heat
Infestation of fleas
People itching to critique
About success, they
I get a dollar, man?
[Young hustler:]
Aw, go 'head, you broke ass, I ain't hearin no more of that shit
What happened to all your money, boy
Hello, Boys and Girls.
This is a story that I like to call, ''Peter and the Wolf''.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Are you!?
Good, then let's begin....
cookie
When you see me better cross the street; Frogger
Then go home and write about it; blogger
Did I do that? Urkel
Yo Angela, Who's The Boss? Merkel
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck
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