Lyrics:
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
all day and night.
I'm a true blue player homeboy.
That's right.
O-A-K-L-A-N-D,
That's where I rain, top dog MC.
Too Short, baby,
an attempt to defend you end up unkempt
Plus this agent get orange E-L-P-F-see-F rock for you
First cousin to sling red dye number five be the potion
you figure speed on before you get peed on n****
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the L.A. zoo it's round two
I ignite
one. It´s time to sing along!
A,B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, and W, X, Y, Z.
Sing, enjoy our Alphabet Songs.
Learn
roll through I thought you knew about them Doggs in blue
Now forty-five, niggas bought em by the spot
I'm on alert I'm down to work every nigga that
Speeder Razor
Moving back and forth
They’re all surprised cos this shit just came out of the blue
I just finished up Bars and got back in the booth
w L.A. (co by było)
Byłbym kimś jak kiedyś Rejent teraz player
Różne wizje po blantach i browarach
A każdą z tych wizji uwieczniam jak aparat
Oto
hella high
Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects,
HUH!
And I'm a P I M P fo' sho rap ROC NYC for short
(Freeway)
F are two e's slide through deliver more WHAT!
ROC PHI for short, por favor
I twist
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
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
and you see that shit
Me and Pro 2 of America's most wanted
Fuck your album cover
There's an actor on it
How many rappers want it
I can go down the line one
actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album
ain’t finished if my people is hungry
I got a dream I gotta chase it, it might lead me to sumn
I’m out here on my Q’s & P’s I live and breathe for this
shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes
The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag
You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
'Cause that's how we
fucking
Perry! (who?)
Perry the platypus! (Bow Bow Bow Bow Bow)
He's Perry!
Agent P!
(Perry! (who?) Perry the platypus
Y'all gon' lose, Team two better
niggas Crip
And we giving niggas the blues
We buying they hoes bags
Getting they bitches shoes
You wondering why she ain't
Fucking, we winning, nigga you
make
Me think dip dy dip to the socialize
Of americal not America mer
Medler rich peddler "hold up?
Which ways up whatever high
Heather by bush push
Let me talk to you for a min yo
All black black yank hat
Chillin with the mob
Eminem Styles P and the locks
Jay Z Big L Big Interlocked
Kanye
so cautiously
R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace
Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me
Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely
I been hangin' with these niggas.
And till I die I gon' remain with these niggas.
St. Paul in
The M-P-L-S, I hear you callin'.
I put it down, yes.
Babylon
Fuck this world, that's why we carry on
By the Email Fidel, tell him meet me on the D.L.
No longer a free world, think of shank or Verra'
This
[Verse 2- T.I.]
At the crib in L.A. when the phone ring
pick it up, it was dr. dre saying 'it's on king'
i was on henn, she was on lean
she was on gin,
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