Lyrics:
gonna rob a robber?
How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber?
45 in the crevice of the 'Lac seat, hummin
Comin' right at ya
These hollows will make
slippin' slidin' fucked up nigga whuttup
In the cut flossin' like a muthafucka whuttup
Beside all being now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't
Ain’t Never Been Petty,
Cop Dat Gas Pack By The O’,
‘Cause I Ain’t, I Ain’t, I Ain’t, I Ain’t
Said I Ain’t, I Ain’t, I Ain’t, I Ain’t
I Ain’t Lame, I
impressed by the way I'm living
There ain't gonna be a dollar missing
Cooking up like we in the kitchen
I ain't gonna take an intermission
Living how I'm
in the drop top birds ain't cheap
These niggas still sell the work
Tell 'em work ain't that easy
Ain't me, ain't me, these pussy ass niggas ain't
muffin
Cause she gonna hold it down, can't no body tell her nothin
You got the kind of love that always make a [? ] fussin
And that's what gets me closer
Ahh...
I'm here and it's clear I'm gonna flow so yo black
Just get on up or yo get the bozak
'Cause it ain't Kojak or Dr. Suess
It's the kid
And I show no shame 'cause I'm down for mine
Now tell me what's my name
It ain't Eric Clapton and this ain't slowhand
I'm the kid ya dig and I'm
someone's gonna die, die, die, die
Someone's gonna die-ei-ei-ei die
Tonight
Look, this a whole nother "Ether"
Hop out, black mask, low Caesar
Tell
You 'bout warin' over ya people I'm the same yeah
Look I'ma have some body sayin' that's the shame game
But if them people come they ain't gonna give
and whine, you can cry
Nah I ain't gonna stop ya
Ain't responsible for them 'cause they forgot about papa
These are words to live by, we're all gonna die!
slippin' slidin' fucked up nigga whuttup
In the cut flossin' like a muthafucka whuttup
Beside all being now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't
new ain't 'bout to change
I'm still gonna do it my way
Yeah I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
So tell me why you hate the game?
This
trippin' on ya bitch
(Trippin' on)
I ain't trippin' on ya bitch
(Trippin' on)
I ain't trippin' on one thing
And I ain't gon' slip
And I ain't trippin'
ya'll got to hear
I'mma tell you like George Bush told me,
Fuck ya'll niggas, I'm out of here
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you could you would get rid of me
What
and popping yo drank and having your fun
But see its OK, cause what goes around comes around and its always been that way
Didn't I tell ya I was gonna be
mind how ya talk
You don't wanna see by slap it
Shut your mouth you're not active
You think twice before slapping
You ain't really 'bout badness
We do
true business men
Talkin about it, by the way
B, what we doin' this week on SoundScan?
If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley (Valley)
Or maybe next
On the spot
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the next
If ya disrespect
I ain't
em back (ya understand)
One by one they all gonna drop (ya understand)
Right here is where the foolishness stop (ya understand)
I'm tryin'
And said fuck it I'mma steal this land
Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
You ain't black, you a mothafuckin' white boy
Shut ya mouth, do
kill my dreams
Man that's something I'm gonna get
By any means
Tell me the facts
Don't tell me nothing in between
That's the game of life
Cause nothing's
lie to me baby
But yet and still you tried
Would rather that you never got in the car
If you knew that you wasn't gonna ride
Or be by my side, them
Who's tha man who's the boss
Who's the nigga that paid the cost
I really don't give a damn
'Cause I ain't the one who's gonna take the loss
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