Lyrics:
on the gun
We fry him slowly
Forty-four give you the four for four, I love wendys
We drive by, I mean, drive thru
What Luey say? Slide thru
Aye Steuwop, who
D. Major baby
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in
You know you're doing what you
Gotta do to get by
But ultimately you're not respecting yourself
I think we all have a certain amount
Of appreciation
hard, yeah, I just want some paper, yeah
Let me get this straight, if I drop 40 today
You don't care if I eat, you don't care if I ate
They say, "You
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
Even a garbage can gets a steak
You ain't even a garbage can you have faith
But when it turns your way before it turns away
Gotta turn that into
bail
some people think 201 is just a place for cops and robbers
niggaz still smoke weed constantly, passing dollars
mase in your face when it's time
slide
On the black hole
And, yo, this was it
Baby was on some freshfruitfreakyfoodshit!
Honey on the side, jelly on the head
Peanut butter
Boss my darling number one imna di class my darling
You ah lead by far
Damage goods
Dem have value
But if you don't know what you're worth I can show
Many visits to the store
Just To get her baby some milk
Yea she was Growing up fast because
Of one little decision
Plus her daddy died when she was
rich, 40 chicks in the mix
How freaky can shorty get
Domino effect, one by one, they all go down
I'll be done by the sun... up
I got stamina
If I can't
glisten
And somehow you just don't feel right
Hold me, baby, give me some faith
Let me know you're there let me touch your face
Give me love give me
time to kick it
Yo' son gon' be here by November, Baby, slide, don't listen
Baby run yo' money up 'cause you stayed down in prison
Baby you the chosen
the fact that I was I was told I couldn't have kids. And then I managed to get pregnant and have a baby at 41. So that's my big...Thank you so much. Huge
the mic, and listen to this shit man
I said stroke 40 guys, and 2 big fags
Babies all on my teeth
You can go in my jaw, grab them balls
Stroke that BBC
Put
skirt
It's obvious she acknowledge my
Prowess with the rhymes
Shotgun flows'll break the link
Between your spine
I was chosen so it's faith I'd
Be
emotional roller coaster called life
And we have our ups and downs
Just keep in mind
When you hit rock bottom
There ain't no where to go but up baby
it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely don't be obscured
By some things that depreciated like what like a home to open
thoughts, sense of time
And have a change of mind
Takin' the bumps and the bruises
Of all the things of a two-time loser
Just tryin' to hold on, faith
babies have somethin'
Let the world go, just don't blow this motherfucker up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives
barefoot, that bare soul
I bare the load oh
Solo, by myself
Dolo, Frodo from uh
Lord of The Rings
So I guess I have to bare it alone
My precious won't
shouldn't have after we took so many of their lives
You can't erase the memory of an oppressed people
Reparation doesn't make it any less evil
Some black
went to school with me
Usin' hall passes, in the bathroom showing nudity
I smack a booty cheek, then head back to class foolishly
I been on some dumb
Ghetto Queen with the guillotine/real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
Knahmean? Some bitch is on the other line, answer that
If it's a Booty Call,
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