Lyrics:
as a wild boar
We'll do an album, pick a tour, while you hangin' at the liquor store
You know how we get down
(Kick it over here)
We show no fear, that's how
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
[Chorus:Repeat x4]
Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this,
Can I get a witness? (Yes you can!)
New jacks better back up, before they
near
Seen so much hate online
That I can't check my phone
Thinkin that you kin, but I swear that shit don't hold
I don't take no hands out I'm simply
album
You know, just battling and shit
Used to play ball
Shout out to all the niggas
I killed in Morningside
Mook, you know about that shot in
The middle
in a well, I can't get out
"In Trouble"
I'm trapped, for real
"When you're down.. in trouble"
I'm tellin' you
"In Trouble"
Nobody gon' be
Now the way you walked by had me running right after
And I never chase pussy but that's another chapter
Got me caught up in the rapture, Anita for
What ho.... sed de ting!
Welcome to "not alot of people know that, part 5." Yes, you lot out there, ah you're so lucky! How can you
be getting so
a fuck
Still tryin' to make a dollar fifteen cent out that ice cream truck
Chorus: tru
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby why you
hold up
See let me tell you how I pictured this
In the back of my mind it was totally different
Thinking how I let it get to this
Swore the reward out
Lyrically, I'm drivin' drunk how I'm swervin'
In and out of genres, I ain't pop or urban
I'm my own category, you can
Call that shit purpose, listen
I need
You’re not ready for the snow man
You don’t want drama
Trust me, I get hot like lava
So in point in the war
The government want to find out if
I’ve been
to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam
I get sex, I get wreck, I puff mad blunts
I get vexed, I break necks, punch out gold fronts, chump
You
Yo,
here now
New goals baby it's a new year now
New sound give em something they can hear now
Don't stand around look around you who you dancing with
By
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
gotta turn these Boys II Men
Naughty By Nature, cause by nature I'm naughty
Fool, you better ask somebody
Yeah
Yo-Yo, 199-Trey
Givin' a knock-out
that nigga see
Like Anita Baker
Tell a bitch, bye, ho, I'll see you later
And I'm so high, 55 floor elevator
And that bitch gon' eat me up, now or later
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
'd think my henny soda how i sip it by the liter
You won't see no stripes only Rs on my Adidas
My homie in the kitchen he a baker like anita
Fucking on your
right there, kick off your Margielas
Caught up in the rap shit, yeah, that's my favorite
Can't nobody tell me shit about Anita Baker
Want you to hit it
limits, ain't no walls, skate by, no Bart, yellow diamonds ain't no must- ARD
Ha
Go hard go far
Now a MF doomed MF Metal Faced you screwed
Left you mute
to come out 4 against one
But Im still gonna clutch
So you might wanna run
Like you got pumped up kicks
Cause J's gotta gun
Face up against me and your done
the deal,
you know what I mean
(Of course I know the deal, it's the E-W son)
Yo, check it out, you I can tell them, you know what I'm saying
(What you say?)
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