Lyrics:
a baby, now you got the hood hot
You got every nigga in
The hood gettin' watched
You got niggas that don't even be
In that type of shit
They just out here
it's the thug in me)
I like the thug in you
(Maybe it's the thug in you)
Say baby what's your phone number?
Be warned
I'm like a storm with my own
tellin your girls how I'm fuckin you
What I got in my house, the things I don't do for you
Better be careful cause your girls wanna come too
Yay kiss
kirk
Baby it's just me and you they just wanna see us lose
But we goin do this thing real right
Catch em at the light he'll be gone by tonight
I don't
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
Well, there ain't no goin
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
Well, there ain't no goin
TELL ME, BABY, WHAT'S BEEN WRONG WITH YOU?
OH YEAH!
WELL, I MIGHT TAKE A TRAIN,
I MIGHT TAKE
and your crew
Couple of innocent motherfuckers goin' too
Talkin' kids and baby mama
Wanted drama here it is
Take a dance
With the devil
In the pale moon
soldiers man
Man up, fuck it do what you do
[Bizzy Bone]
Tell 'em that it's the trickery, treachery; damn they treacherous
This is gettin biblical baby
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
I try to play cool
Actin' like what you do don't phase me, don't phase me
Meanwhile I'm sittin' at home, all alone
Tryin' to keep myself from goin
not be hidden
Hey what, hey what
Yup, I'm goin celibate
Hey what, hey what
Yup, I'm goin celibate
Hey what, hey what
Yup, I'm goin celibate
Hey what
So what you suppose i got the drip you can tell by my clothes
I like you so much that im hitting my pose ok i love you
I guess im expose life is
waiting, spend my time chasing
For your love, but it's goin down tonight
It's goin down tonight
What did you think you would do?
What did you think you
forward, she first was asking:
"Will you LoveLife, or be a pre-birth Assassin?
"Satan tried to kill baby Jesus, but He escaped to Egypt
So that
Darkchild, baby
We be so plush but dangerous
You be addicted on us like angel dust
It ain't no quicker label claiming us
Blaming us and on my neck
to take it
Who better than me to make it
That's what all my people sayin
Okay I'm back, yes you see it best believe I'm never leaving
Switch my flow like
a choir boy
Most niggas wanna tell you when they bluffin’
(Then they keep it real)
No more mister nice guy, doubt I
Ever be the same if you shout my
the ocean, or would you rather fly, ya
Killin' that dress, girl, I'll be your alibi
Fill up the jet, and now we just waving by
Accelerate and elevate, next
?
You got it goin' on, what-what?
I used to be scared of the dick
Now I throw lips to the shit, handle it like a real bitch
Heather Hunter, Janet
and
It's goin' down nigga now nigga
Come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggas
What you be givin' when I'm around nigga
Frown niggas
Talkin'
with my shit
How can you be my best?
Boy you really got it goin' on
You're all mine
You're alright
I don't mind, no
When I stand
By your side,
anybody care? Uh, uh
Do anybody care that I'm stressed? (Do y'all niggas give a fuck what I'm goin' through?)
Do you know what it feels like to be
"They killed my baby, oh, God, they killed my baby"
"Order in the court, order in the court"
"I will make you pay for this you murderers"
"Order
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