Lyrics:
faking deals
If you gonna let these freaky hoes run yo life
I don't understand how you turn a freak into a wife
I don't even get why you be eating out her
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
heat
Word on the street Soulo done done it again
Look at me
I used to match a dub sack with my friends
Now we smokin' by the O
Like the letters P and N
children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind
Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
Whom tattoos the boy choose
I'm winnin by 4 steps
margiela shoes
Carry da whole bank
In my jimmy choos
Green X it ain't fake
Yea i grabbed it by the twos
Tell me what's yo take
On my margiela shoes
bitch
Mortal combat we finish him
His homie too
Mooce tell them boys don't play with you
He gon pick yo grave for you
Yo mama too
I pick and choose what
pallbearers how they carry you
So much for death before dishonor
Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor
I just sit and wonder, play it by
that he carry one
Shawtys Daddy is a scary one
Kinda is a hairy one
I'm thinkin that he carry one
Shawtys dad's a GM
I don't wanna be him
But she want me
he a bitch
I caught him by myself and smacked him with the stick
You playing with me, you don't know what happened to the last one
Upped the score
"Repect her, her man's in the pen"
This kid pushed me from behind, "Yo, why you fuckin' with my woman?!!!"
Then his girl looked at me, she winked! I
was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe
And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You
be a phony in the litter
Take it as a letter from the better
Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass Jettas
Yo, Phife, you need a condom
guzzlin' forties
We're bout to rob and steal and get real fuckin' naughty
One carries a three pound the other a four fifth
Both ready to buck
done dropped
The bomb in timely fashion ay
And I carry it my flow lava by it I mean the industry
Hold up hold up lemme prove it real quick
Let
The other day I bought a bunch of shit for Madi
N when ne say she was hungry, I said wat you want? I got it...
N when B told me he needed it, I told
Waking up with random girls like, "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
Every time I walk inside
That they leave him a toll
Either their rings or verdant cloaks
For he won't leave them whole
Jenny has tucked up her skirt
A little above knee-high
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her before
What's real, when you talk behind a man's back
Then you see him and give him dap, now explain
You are my hero since I kid I wanna be just the same
I'm proud to carry on your name I'm proud yo bloods in my veins
Wish 3 what should it be I
school fees and food
Since her daddy left 'em for a gyal
So she could only dream what her mates enjoyed
Now wey be say Jerry don dey shake for him voice
be a phony in the litter
Take it as a letter from the better
Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass Jettas
Yo, Phife, you need a condom
a aftermath tantrum
Oh my god , interrupted by this hunny, and looking pretty good at that,
She had a letter for
Cap , it said ma critical' was chillin' in
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