Lyrics:
batter
But I swung too early now look what happened huh
This some new shit
This that rip speakers in two shit
This that don't care
Make you move shit
Too
the fuck you going now?
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you
Couldn't tell you how I feel so I wrote an album
She stole my heart, discounted
Cupid
going my name is Sam Wiiise
Ya beautiful host for this album
Now here's what I wan't ya'll to do man
I want y'all to grab somebody
I want y'all to grab
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolve
With no warning signs, cause yo, my man took 5
Now I'm the young one with the 9 ready
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look
From the album non album tracks
Five minutes to midnight and the mood is right
A lot of wine, a 'lil music, slow dancing by candlelight
Can't you
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky, I say
watching as the world goes by
'Cause they don't give a fuck about us
Now if I choose to ride, thuggin' till the day I die
They don't give a fuck about
write this shit down (it don't matter)
'Cause 10 years from now, we on top
And we ain't never gon' stop
All money in (watch)
This album marks
at in the world right now
I know they listenin' like
This young nigga be killin' this shit
Hip-hop is life's ciroc I'm 'bout to drop a pill in this
at in the world right now
I know they listenin' like
This young nigga be killin' this shit
Hip-hop is life's ciroc I'm 'bout to drop a pill in this
French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope features
Glad you bought it, now sit back
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
Routine things turn to memories of gold
Ice so cold u can see that it's froze
Time flyin by now it's leavin it's gone
Sitting here in silence while I'm
me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't
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