Lyrics:
scripture
When they hear this voice on instrumentals they call it gospel
Hostile hostages of redline neighborhoods know my neighbor good
Learn not to be
fuck do you mean
Run up a bag wit my bitch and my team
I wasn't shit, now I'm the shit
Double cup squirt and some DJ my shit
I fuck it up, I stay
All you do is cry, bitch, keep it real
Life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills (ha)
And what kind of motherfucker ruins three deals
That
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it
An' I'm here an' I'm there, I'm Big Ban Hank, I'm
Tap to get it
Tap to get it poppin'
Tap to get it
Tap to get it poppin'
Won't lose sleep
For the things you do
Daddy's little girl
And you know it's
my hands and everything, I'm real instrumental
I'm as real as they come and don't need no bitch potential
When I was comin' up there certain things we
me, when I'm up in there I'm beatin' it
Givin' ya that Mike Jones' treatment
I could tell by the way she walk that she got it
Body so delit, you
inside of my
Beemer 760i, try me let off sixty shots
Again we got the city hidin', poppin' like it 'posed to be
Hoes who not ménaging got no business
bust out your pencil
You can do it on your own
Stop thinking that these labels is the
Ones that put you on let's change the topic
Who's your favorite
poppin shit
Bottles too she pop it for a g
That's what you gotta do
That's what you gotta do
We poppin shit, we poppin shit
We poppin shit
I got a couple
tremendous, it's in your best interest
I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish
Endless, move more then 2 inches
My blood'll boil like I got a big
forget about a drop when they put 6 in my plug
Only thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it poppin' and blowin'
Only
Every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L-O-V-E,
And if you abuse it you're gonna lose it
And if you lose it you're gonna 'buse
wait for handouts
That's the difference of men (Shh)
I ain't bothered by the comments
I don't think it's my skin
(See, I'm good, nigga)
If it's an issue,
you can't strut, word up
Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?)
He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it
G-mix, I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
Yeah, G-mix, this the remix (hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
Uh
Same old shit (shit), just
knew we would make it this far
Remember swirving lane to lane in my car
Only thing on my brain was suicidal thoughts
Forreal
I looked in the mirror and i
[T.I.]
hey wut it is pimpin, Slim Thug n T.I.P. doing it B.I.G wit B.I.G (ye a ye yea..) yall understand wut im sayin (heyy..) PSC pimpin, yall
behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, bust it
with it
Get right ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt,
usually get it poppin
But This Christmas we gonna do it a lil different
Tis the season to give, yes I'm grateful
Made this far I'm very thankful
But ain't
Tryin' to find ways to make it, dice shake it
Young, havin' fun, like me Snoop and Nate did
We be havin' fun, no one could do the things that we do
on a great big show.
And when you get sick,
You call up Dr. Nick
Elvis, if you're coming back
You've gotta do it right.
No Vegas, no movies,
Just leather,
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