Lyrics:
I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep: nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
basically (do you want me to do it?)
Hold up, skip all the singin' lets go ride tonight, mami (Come on now...Uhhh)
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest
own code, I'm a play by my rules
We ain't soul tied, don't stay and cry
I was the one you used to like
I was your man I am that guy and baby it was you,
twitch off Jay Z
Ho's in animal skirts get murked
Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt (woo)
Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar
there's no me
To my ladies, Beyonce baby
Growing up I was mad jealous of Jay Z
Whitney Houston drove the fellas crazy
RIP to the most famous East Orange
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
Put this pimp game on her
I don't fuck with
ain't real no mo' (Picture that)
Ah T.I.P. ain't work for MIA no mo'
He still so-so (picture that) he still po'
Nigga picture that, ah matter fact
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
done came from beggin' niggas for Js
To sellin' out all my shows like I'm HOV
Jay Z my flow so pimp like hoe, pay me
I've been ballin' out these shows
wearing?
Um
Dude, that's weird
Some Calvin Kleins-
Don't answer! No! No!
Live performance of Brown Stains
What the fuck
This is $80, 000, nigga
gettin' poured on
Jay Got Juice, dat nigga the truth,
In my muthafuckin zone
Bitch it ain't cool to be slime (slime)
I got yo main hoe on her spine, (spine)
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
me to Jay-Z
I don't need niggas around me
Still me when I'm in deep
Quarter nine on a twenty ounce
I'm surprised that I ain't sleep
I ain't lyin'
please, help me please)
Lord when will all the crime stop
Ohhh ohh oh
When a baby is born
That life is so pure
Ain't a reason to doubt
Jay z couldn't write
happy on the trigger
Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga
But this ass ain't made for no caps homey
This ass says 'Exit Only'
So I get in the wind but
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
the streets
Yea, I'm only in it for the B.A.G'z
The B.A.G'z
I ain't worried about no haters. I ain't worried if they Shady
I'mma keep celebrating the fact that
winning niggas winning
Yeah I'm on in this bitch who
Hating cause they can't get on
I'm looking for the same run Jay
Z and Dame went on baby and Wayne
the bitch is a fan
Big dog to these cats these niggaz capping and playing
I cant do no more features if a nigga aint paying
I cant do no business with you if
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
say" shit
Unless he say she said she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit' me get shot up (brrat, brrat)
I do a Cali' style drive-by
ain't got no game
Fuck sex, bitch, I'm gettin' checks
I'm lookin' at yo calendar, nigga, what's next?
It's empty, there's nothin' on the schedule
You
Baby Grizz' JAY-Z 'cause he bang B
Call HorseTheOne Russell Wilson 'cause he bang C (that's cuz)
We them niggas in the city that be floatin' (real
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