Lyrics:
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
in my crew don't fuck for free
P to the I
M to the P
Short Dawg baby don't fuck for free
I ain't nothin' like Mike, I don't play the court
I
bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school I take a dip in the pool
like no! C'mon, how'd he do that? Why?
Oh, no, he diggity do that doe
"I'm MC so-and-so, where's my ringtone dough?"
See that ain't gon' cut it long
platinum
Said I'd live it up 'til all the cash gone
Ain't that funny, only use plastic, craft it
to make classics, hotter than acid
P-D, rollin on your
a Black Beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it
About "I'll fuck you up," he sound like a punk
I been there and done that, no inspiration
All-day demonstration beat conversation
Ain't no funk
Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert
Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
beers
My diamonds lookin’ like ‘em
Two bitches, bet I dyke ‘em
They riding on my rifle
No kick it like Beckham
(can’t kick it with me)
The fuck nigga
around all night in old towed up cars
And if you stop me, ain't no tellin' what you find in my trunk
Gotta live like this, cause I ain't no punk
So
wanna own a casket this soon
Get at the bitches, nigga, bump to the boom
The ladies love me cause I love myself
I'm like an age, by no wine in time
like the boy Roddy Ricch, I ain't trying to die young
This MC keeps his hammer cause I'm too legit
Won't end up in no slammer, I maneuver swift
Big
Blizzy gang
Long live blizzy baby
Big trap
Yeah yeah
Lets go lets go
Uh
I'm with oc we smoke out the p
Put a price on that boy we put him in a sheet
man dem make out a flesh and robots made our of steel
They might can operate like man unlike man they can't feel
Don't bother mix with no informer
'cause I can afford it
Ain't nothing, party over here what you doing on the other side?
We came here to get live, take a ride
With the S and the P, hey,
battle
Now it ain't no mystery
That you are one of the dirtiest
Niggas in battle rap history
But you a cool nigga I mean even in Cali
It felt like we was
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
Who could rock on the two turntables
And that ain't no fable
Watchin' Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable
My whole life style switched Hoss
real!
I like the way you feel, you feel, you feel, you feel...
[Master P]
Get you in the bubble with the top down, girl drop down
Got it home, ain't
i ain’t talking bout Patrick
I be stretching da pack out, like elastic
All my niggas eating, we ain’t doing no fasting
You got served by me,
of Mountain Dew with glee
So I could possibly end my existence (Jeah!)
GHB, ain't no need for resistance (Jeah!)
Ecstacy (Jeah!)
Yeah!
[Chorus]
Ecstacy
I love
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