Lyrics:
I ain't written a sixteen in what feels like centuries
Twenty bars plus every time that’s how it feels it's meant to be
No plaques up but if we’re
Out)
They Say (They fightin' in the club)
[Verse 1: I-20]
Dealer bitch, recognise I'm back up on my grind hoe
Niggas talkin' this and that
in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?
On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in
be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get
finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your
finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
gettin' out
Lookin' at a 20 to life it's like a prison now
Welcome to Hystschool
No
Write raps fuck broads get doe
No
Fight back fuck soft get known
Yeah
We twenty deep in a stolo, fucking with us pussy boy that's a no no
Give me the drop and you know I'm gomode
He ain't standing on shit cause I know
to the greats by twenty twenty-seven
Put a stamp on that, niggas go behind your back
Fake shit, I ain't into that
Bringing lame shit in my life, you could take it
a shoot out
Whoever make it out meet back at the new house good luck
If I don't see you again peace
Let's handle our business with these government
Okay
No Ceilings, motherfucker
Good morning
Dick in your mouth while you're yawning
I'm goin' in
Gudda, why they started me?
Marley, why they
a shoot out
Whoever make it out meet back at the new house good luck
If I don't see you again peace
Let's handle our business with these government
free"
As we did one night, back in late '43
I've never seen the man on the poster before
But my friends say he was a big star before the war
The boy
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello, is there anybody up here?
(Hello) Welcome 2085!
Twenty Eighty-five it is (just me up here
on a cold, white table
So cold, so white, so bare
I went up to the doctor
"She's mighty low" he said
I went back to my baby
Good god she's layin' there dead
mother Buzzin your ear the off
Then what you need is
Bee gone spray by
Psa this shit will have you bee free
Twenty four seven three sixty five
We got
on the track and I'm already coming with the facts, I'm back
Back on the map and I got twenty bitches throwing ass
I'm back
Whatchu call this shit? A rap oh yeah
interviews guess what I said just wasn't good enough
Went back to Sams to get back in and they rejected me yup
About to fall about to quit then Burlington
10 in the morning a lot of motion
20 milligram perc 10 double dosage
If you was on the scene better tell them you don't know shit
10 back ends a lot
10, and she brought back 20
She just turned 29 but she still look 20
The club outta 1's, fuck around and throw 20's
She got some bomb ass pussy
Gone
dream and I don't even need to think twice
I get high and smoke weed just like I should
I don't need to be reminded I'm good
Don't judge don't judge by
84 was a pretty good year,
I lost my heart back then in,
1984 was a pretty good year,
I lost my heart to 1984,
Its was 1984,
And I was nearly 16,
Oh
bouncin' back, gotta keep the cushion
And that's somethin' fat
Like eating all the pudding
A$AP, we got a slap, bruh, good looking
Fuck that, A$AP where I
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