Lyrics:
you ride around ya city
And now its goin down like the beats by Nitti
Meet me in the mall. Or meet me where they all
Fall through like the temp
be faking I be really hustling, Speero you know he going for the win
Me and my CEO, we on the album we finna go ten for ten
Ain't no nigga that can
a good younger sister
My best friend chichi
My friends tinuke, Jennifer, Nkechi thank you for holding me down, thank
You for being my girls, my pillars
the president
And Leo finally got his Oscar after all
And the Warriors were finally the best team in basketball
Anyways that's all for now, I'll keep it
Once upon a time in an obscure
Part of the Milky Way Galaxy
There was a spinning ball of water and
Rock ruled by the forces of evil
The Devil
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
to see this nigga everyday up at the school
I mean dude was cool type of fool
who always said what he meant
You could peep him at lunch
Freestylin by
feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I'm
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, hey, Snoop, what up? This your nigga, Dre
Hey, man, I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it
count to three
Goddess energy, not luck
Caught them by surprise
Show me what's up
Had to change my side, niggas still gon' imitate
Grab the 45 if a nigga
[Minister Farrakhan]
Mr. Bush, you better check out your OWN part
in the divine drama. You may find YOU the Devil!
[Chubb Rock]
Listen.. cause in
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
We don die we multiply
Never touch down till we touch the sky
I dey pass by dem dey wonder why
Wonder why wonder why
We don die we multiply
Never
Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One
the process of presidents
I'm a tnt and m-o-be
Mr. f-I-e-n to the d
Be-a double d-s to the t
? ? ? the barrel is chrome
Cause your ass ain't makin it home
We
on the block Mr. Raw back in town
I'm flooding the streets watch out you might drown
Oh shit what is that sound got feins at the door and they knocking it down
Build a better prototype, you lookin' like a mop
And I'm lookin' for a floor to wipe
I heard your album man if thats what you call it
Another gangster
The best if the the best yea it’s evident
Trap out the White House I’m the president
Playing with my money like playing my emotions
Have my money by
of power over
Two hundred-fifty-thousand albums
Sold worldwide and this ain't even half
The potential I possess
Invest while I reflect
Look me in the eye
loud so we notice
Meanwhile u whisper wen u see cmerican Police
Want to be president, but whoadie can ya?
Yor only black president is from Kenya
U
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I'm
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