Lyrics:
Katch a nigga squidin thew the city wearing what I rep
Helmets are like safe sex
It's BLX
Famished
Who got next
It's Bravo!! You know WE DO RECOVER
but
once I get started, you better run it back, cause I'm spitting on this track
So fast if I stop, I could be prone to whiplash but
Still I recover,
You better not run
Shots to your stomach
Them bullets like
Ahh
Them bullets like toms
You better not run
Yeah
Ab Man
Them niggas out here
And we do it
ketchup
If you step up better have some shit to
Say say say, to
Me don't waste my time it isn't real in the first
Place, fool
I like hairy bitches
I
year they'll be random
Some maniac with a high number has decided how you die
Lucky for you, they're high enough
But it has nothing to do with what
and ask your engineers
To equalize, try to disguise it
If that don't work yo, then midasize it
You need more power, better bring battle cat
But this
on the way
Shit it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big Pimpin 2, would you still put us on blast
A song like that might take a nigga
from Timb, then get a verse from Jay
Let Hype shoot the video and we'll be on the way
Shit it sounded okay, but me I had to ask
If we don't do Big
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
This is how we do it, live it to 'em
Or rather, better yet I'm livin' with 'em
I'm in it, I get 'em
And if you don't understand it, I demand it
You gotta
back, we keepin' it pushing
People scared of change
But you'll find me deep in the cushion
Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing
Listening
drop first, was a hot boy but I'm not Turk (hot)
Probably fuck with my eyes first If I hit it raw I talk to God first (uh)
Everybody talkin' powder I
(yeah)
Aww, lift off
Can't stunt a nigga growth, better get gone, move along (uh)
You don't wanna trip, wanna get it on (uh)
You don't wanna act, don't
(yeah)
Aww, lift off
Can't stunt a nigga growth, better get gone, move along (uh)
You don't wanna trip, wanna get it on (uh)
You don't wanna act, don't
Do you want a slice of my pizza
I don't think you do
You never know what to eat, yuh
You do it to yourself, close your mind
Little appetite, swimmin'
and out him
Behind himself he been doubting
He feel it’s nearly a thousand other rappers up in the city
Who do what he do but better, he feelin iffy
YK turn
your mama know you see me, does she know you're freaky?
Does she ever wonder if it's 'bout ya I am speaking?
Do you ever ponder where I'm at when you get
I'll pretend this is it
Threw my hands up and yell
If you plan to just do it now
I've hit rock bottom
Rock bottom
Rock bottom
Don't panic no
make me inject
Just being a wife or maybe a friend
That's maybe a sket
And I'ma do something I maybe regret
Later in life
But you know what's popping off
You ain't gonna like it but brace for impact
If talking is all that you're gonna do then I'm gonna drop my opinion of you
Couldn't care less about what
your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you - that said that I turned pop,
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
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