Lyrics:
a two step for any time you had to struggle
Hit a two step for any time you had to hustle
Hit a two step when you thought you couldn’t get by
Go and live
to celebrate but you know we gotta live free
Best way to cure a hangover is to drink that Hennessy
And all my bitches 10's but they ain't from Tennessee
Nah
Just
Stacy, Gwen, Tracy, Satey and that fat bitch gone fuckin hate me bake me
Oh shit!
Nigguh I’m so fucking lit
Hear you keep talking spit, man you not slick
strikes nigga turn the music down nigga
Fo' real nigga I ain't going back fuck that
(Just take a ticket my nigga you ain't do nuthin)
The fuck is you doing
we was young, dumb and broke in high school
And we would dodge guns and swung on those in piru
And would ride, live and die by one concise rule
see how far we can go, we can take it from there to push or look
But we can't let this chance of love just pass us by
We can live a life without
we together we should put it in a song
Anytime you feel you drowning mane don’t let it guide you
Let me make an album bout it called Penn’s Bayou
By
oh yeah
It's my 10th album, ha ha
Hehe, and you don't stop
I said this my 10th album, uh-huh, oh yeah yea yea, yeah
And you won't stop, know
again
I just live my truth and they can’t stop me from tellin’ it
I thought I’d be popping by now, thought that I would blow up
Throwback, on my Bubble
me way misunderstood so miss me with you understand
Plan for the worst so I can live the best that's always been the plan
I learned more from my
how we live
Here we are
The final track before the album
Who'd a thought that the basis would be the outcome
Strive be like pop
Pullin bars outta
he ain't like me, he do no balling
But fuck it baby
Live your life, don't hit me in the morning
Why you mad at me?
Did this shit all by myself
I see
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
has rejected, I'm here to protect it
Everybody dies deep within this world we live in
And not everybody tries, but everybody lies
You can't take–
cappin ain’t gettin no cake
How u a bad bitch and make minimum wage
Stayed down in the trap and I made me a grip
OG by the Bo I got za by the zip
U in
ever wrote
You can't match with the shit I quote
On my worst day I could spit the illest shit I ever wrote
Vibes all live
Relapsing with time
With
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
Brought her out once
Now she think
She the one
Balled her out once
Now she trying have my son
These bitches be geeking
Loaded 2Live
Get rich or die
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take shits in it
[Kool Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera
album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
they hit me with the: "wow you amazing"
Used to call me lazy
Wait till I go number 1, like i'm Tracy
Trust nobody lately
Yeah they changed the story, i'm
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
Almighty, you killed this one
Ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
Ain't shit changed, I'm still thuggin-like, I ain't got a name
Damn, she
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