Lyrics:
I'm in your mix, I'm in your mix
I'm in your mix, I'm in your mix
I'm in your mix, I'm in your mix
I'm in your mix, I'm in your mix
She ain't
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
they gunna to do
What they gunna do
The banger's overdue
And if you ain't about your money
We don't fuck with you (Nah)
I wish that they just knew
What
This bitch is with me, and she gonna give it up
Thats my chick, yea she leavin here with me
What's in her cup, just some Sprite and Hennessey
She don
young niggas hustled at
Right by the stop sign, that's where they was bussin' at
When ya come here with nothin', gotta learn how to provide
Carlo had
the same way
The God P walk with a limp, see
But simply, to simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me, you must be bent, G, don't tempt me
I had
still hatin'
They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with
Different stages, way back in eighty-eight
Bet a nigga like Mike'll stomp
Tyson)
Yeah, boy, when you was gettin' your ass beat by your parents
I was watchin' my parents baggin' up grams, dreamin' 'bout McLarens
I was facin'
an extra life, like, "Take this"
Now get your ass back in that game, bi-
Don't take sh- for granted, and don't take sh-, give it
Only bull you should take
why you're back but don't rap the same (yeah)
And you're lookin' way thinner
'Cause your hunger got you lookin' like they took away dinner
Sugar Ray
to France and pop some bottles
French kissing a bitch with my dick while she swallows
Pull up on that monte Carlo
Pull up and all the tourist start to follow
talk with a purpose, or don't open up your lip
[talking]
Boys is out of line, this how we gon do it in 2005
We coming nigga, ha-ha whoa you all
up, don't wait up)[00:25.08]It seems like niggas that I knew back then really wasn't on shit[00:28.24]It seems like women that I know right now really
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
home
Ornament is good coz I don't like chrome
That's rippin'
That's rippin'
Chillin' never illin' in the place to be
Down with MIX
of the weed and im lazy
It's ad everyday I'm hazey
Mix gelato with the Benson
I lock off the ting like my name was section
Send for me cuz for your dead little
then back to the Vava
If you know, you know, baby, I don't, I don't know what to tell you
Yeah
Ayy
Look
Long way from Sette Mezzo
Meet Tommaso
is at
See I ain't even trynna argue
Stop responding back
Used to pick up the first ring
Now I ignore the jack
And i aint even in the mix
I been falling
tomorrow
We don't care, we don't care about tomorrow
Woke up with my girl, she naked in a Monte Carlo
I'm an artist, so she let me work her walls tho
She
notorious up in my city (baby baby)
Wooly in the winter 'cause the streets cold
But I don't roll with sheep, this here is three goats (legends)
Ain't
pistols and your shotguns
Its sure to be a showdown
We only speak one language
Boom boom
Well Carlos was his name
And he don't know how to change
Any ways
, Give It Up, Give It Up all kinds of Ways (Hey Baby)
Pardon me why your sitting in this Room with your head tilt Down looking very Gloom
It appear
don't come over here actin' all funny cause I don't feel like laughin' today
It's over (You feel me) that way
Come mix it with soda my babe
Ain't gettin'
playin' 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop 'em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil' Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your
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