Lyrics:
noticed
That old Cadillac transformed to a Lotus
[Chorus]
When ya new album drop everybody ya friend
Niggas actin' like they down but I know they
Uh uh uh uh
I play these games like it’s russian roulette
Come and collect, the dope
For your brothers in debt
Hung by the neck, the rope
Choke ya
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
Sex, I'm takin' no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe,
to the tenement
It's LL Cool J nigga, everything I do is excellent
And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thorough
Ya know what I mean? We get down, we get down
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
the kill
Ya see recruited by the greatest for
Harmony and poetry labeled as a G
For those who don't know of me
Correction after cause
Matin' girls after
How you feel I can tell by ya energy
Tryna flex okay
Know you see the come up I be killin em
Why you stress on me
Only roll with the reel like
aint gettin saved by the bell
i'm in my hotel wit real niggas straight out of jail
so if i blaze i know well that ya snakes gon tell
i dont ned no help
horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
Sex, I'm takin' no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe,
what you see in the streets
Despite what you influenced by, the life of crime has many downs
A little bit of ups, and everything you do got
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
And you need ten for me to buy drinks at the bar
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your fly
But the homegirls walk right by
(You're
a young nigga game
See they kissing ass what you done for the fame
Nigga's selling souls spending funds on a chain
Just to get robbed by them guns that they
[Chorus 1 ]
Well I guess safe its safe to say I'm on my joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if ya hate ya gotta play ya
about ya'll gleamin, doubt
"He's back from actin, he's screaming out
how he practiced rap & now he's devout
every album track packs what he's about
In
rappers!
When they see that cold-guy
Roll by, they like, "Oh my!"
"Prof, when the album drop? "
Tell 'em to hold tight
Eh, don't you know I got the studio
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
muthafuckin
Gs, hustlas, ballas, up there in the crossroads (why my homie had to die)
crossfires, this album dedicated to ya'll, too. Cause I know ya'll got
Closer
Closer
So close that i can taste it
(Ya yeah, ya yeah, ya yeah)
I can taste it
I can taste it
When it rains it pours
No umbrellas no shelter
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