Lyrics:
a no no
Me on you picture that like a photo
E-40
Back it up like a garbage truck
Ass like Amber Rose
Bouncing up and down like a pogo stick
I
hardly stop niggas
Not if they got niggas, doughboys and hot niggas
Who mighta shot niggas but only by scrilla
I'm for respect, nowadays they expect me
Now I was taught to play in a different way
By a dude known as Delgado
He said listen to me and you soon will be
A timbale desparato
I got juice
What
blow up your beamer
Then cut off your fingers
Got a gold AK, and a gold AP
And I'm slidin' down the street on fo's
Got a hit squad vato, niggas
Won't sip
Uh
You feel me
They want to see a nigga face down from that gun fire on the concrete
Make em listen when the dog speak
I aint ducking nothing im
, and dont be consumed by The fuckery
And for my niggaz I go all out for, stay down and keep it thoro is all i know
Huh, and if a nigga blow we all blow, my
to find
Let me treasure your troubled mind
I ain't playing with you
Don't you wanna roll with a G
Top down
In the LBC
Sipping margaritas by the beach
Say
Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?
I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear
you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really
H-a-t-e-
s (Ho!)
Watch the mic blow
I flip scripts, and the Dump drops the Ammo
Time to get wreck with the new style
It's '93 and MC's are gettin buck wild
a love will always keep me safe from harm
This train I'm on is right on time
Now I know I'm on my way
I can hear that whistle blow all down the line
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Make sure nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row
Bob praise be to Nero's
Yea yeah yeah
Probably aint getting no dap they hold they hands out
Mmm nigga tried me the last time playing my name down
Damn smoking out the god
the truth from your own eyes
That's just something I can't get right
You kicked me when I was down
You were nowhere to be found
(You were nowhere to be)
(You
(Chorus)
Infatuation ain't no good
Ain’t no good ( bv)
Won’t stay no reason I should
Infatuation won't hold me down
Won’t hold me
The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine went by at six o'clock
And the cab went by at nine
In the pines
In the pines
I got some a lot bros for get the down
I got some a lot bros for get the down
I got a lot of p's i ain't made yet
I got a lot of p's i ain't made yet
I am a builder by trade so I'll build you hope
And I'll take you down this one way road with a huff and a puff
I'll blow your dreams out, you're
see right through me
I think you know who I am quite truly
Always glowing, got me falling for her beauty
Shawty let me touch down, no QB
She ain't
was mad I took a mile when I they gave me a inch
If you ain’t down with who I’m down with
Then you don’t make a cent
I got clientele on global link I’m
at me politely then approached me I was flattered
She said "Are you alright ?"
I said "Yeah, I'm fine"
She looked me up and down
and then she handed me
put it down on me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
It's contagious how your lips make me lose composure
Addicted to the kisses your blow got me swole up
There's only
H-Town in this bitch
What up? What up?
Me and Pimp about to do it for the city
What up? What up?
What up? What up?
Money by the ton
Bricks
fall down shutes
I got infinite ammo
And you got magic floaty boots
I blow up cities
While you blow on flutes
If it was a game it'd be a mix of new
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