Lyrics:
born surrounded by rap
I grew up in the era of the west coast rap
Back then nobody gave a shit but now it's being bumped all over the map
I'm a young
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
much more to do
And, Proof, I'm truly sorry if I let you down, but this tore me in two
The thought of no more me and you
You gave me shoes, Nikes like
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after two platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's
people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
They keep the world turning, turning, turning
I'm talking about happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
They keep
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
more whores on the dick
This ones for Clue and my Riker's Island niggas
That remember when I came through
The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74
Little Nasi
[Chorus: x2]
[Dre]
No, I ain't never been pimped by the system
That's because I ain't no slave
Don't be trying to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
pass me that
Wolves in the pack I'm the alpha the mac feel like Shaq back in 92'
All of my tools in the back 6.2's in the back can't do this shit the way
(Pimp): That nigga wasts the honey
(Pimp): All we want is the money
(Pimp 2): I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money
bring out the best of me now
The best of me now
The best of me now
Best of me now
Now I'm on my fifteenth album, which could be my last
But I do
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
God damn, I'm a hypocrite
Lemme fit the script
You got me sounding like an idiot
(Dude, isn't this album supposed to be called as seen
Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill
Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?
Thoughts concealed by
ya, but like
Fifty-two cards when I'm
I'm through dealin’, now
Fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now fifty-two cars roll out
Remove ceiling in
Used to think I'd never make it
I was always so quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah,
(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
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