Lyrics:
I made my demands
My life is a struggle, give me my Xans!
My legs wouldn’t stand DRTY WHITE was jello
With the drool at his mouth better find him
Any Many Mini Mo
Dog, I'm a lion I might,
Catch a tiger by his toe
And I ain't lying
Nigga, if you balling let it show
Sexy ladies let us know
Jesus is God
And He got a ripped bod
And He got white hair
And His feet are bronze
And His eyes are a fire
And His mouth got a sword
That can cut
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
to police men
Chewing a arm
And joined by a black and white squad car
With binoculars watching you very far
(What's up motherfuckers)
(evil laughter)
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my
Leach
Richer than a Twinkie, I got so much cash
That to me Paris Hilton is poor white trash
I take forty-seven weeks of vacation a year
If people piss me
From the album the hurdy gurdy man
In Tangier down a windy street
Where beggars meet and on old rags do sleep
The women dressed in soiled white
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
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and Crystal do but Crystal's single
Bonnie's broke and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself
Went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty ass
agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn't tell her what my
color blind
United in different stripes
But when the puppet needs him he is black
And when he doesn’t he is white
And its
One if by land
Two if by
VERSE 1 Bean Tha Dedicated
Ever since a youngin
I been hungry
Just a lion hunting
For the recognition
They said I would never make it
Being
YOUR SOUL, YOUR SOUL IS WHITE
OUR SOUL, OUR SOUL IS RED
THEIR SOUL, THEIR SOUL IS PALE
MY SOUL.
MY SOUL IS BURNING LIKE A RED...
I'LL NEVER FEEL
about drugs
Talk about drugs
She just came from Mehico
And she brought back more than the hugs
She, serving up the white, that shit that we sell
Laugh now, cry later as you look at the sun
If you live by the sword
You'll probably die by the gun
Laugh now, cry later
Why you hanging your head?
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
sto for rappinga fordi han hadde lite å si
Men jeg gjorde min ting hadde drømmer om bling
Bytta ut Mistah Pee med min man Lion King
Lion King spilte
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
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