Lyrics:
a Smith and Weston
Positive Divine, everythings a learning lesson
Trust the process, and success comes second
I’ma never quit, no. I’ma never stop
I’ma be
of a mobster
See a n**** pa** by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
never catchin' two flights)
I just be actin' a fool
I just be keepin' it cool
Stackin' that bread
M.O.B. bitches in back of my head
See me I'm droppin'
what are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, watch who pretty
Drop two-fitty on a hot new Bentley
But when it come to drops say he cop too many
they tryin' to catch
Me 'Ridin' Dirty' I'm Chamillionaire
Now when you into guns like I am
You make no mistakes i got an SR 9C with two
Safeties but
aight you listening? Look
Look you can't educate me about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't see one guy that I think's
interested
Now, many people didn't believe the Prophet Joseph Smith
They thought he'd made up this Part Three that was buried by a tree, on the hill in his
what a give away. Did you here that, did you here
that, eh? That's what I'm on about -- did you see him repressing
me, you saw it didn't you?
Scene 4
heard about)
Oh, don't get nervous now (oh, don't get nervous now)
I'm on that drink now watch me buss it like a .40 Cal (bah-bah-bah, bah, bah)
Them
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
of a mobster
See a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
to make it seem like I don't do shit right. Everybody hate CaL, it bring me delight
Brought a stick to this bitch, I ain't come to fight. So I hope that you
of the Year Show. Well the competitors will be off in a moment
so let me just identify for you.
(Close up on competitors)
Vivian Smith-Smythe-Smith (E.I..)
and you'll get smoked and I hope
That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me
The same records that you makin' is payin' me
Motherfuck Dre,
and you'll get smoked and I hope
That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me
The same records that you makin' is payin' me
Motherfuck Dre,
Cool
Verse 1 – E. Walter Smith
I’m Catholic Cool…
Come on and pray with me…
I believe that the Trinity is One…
I got the victory…
And I’m rollin’
My number one goal is to get her out the hood
Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section
Me and my dawgs proteted by Smith & Wessons
Any nigga
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
of a mobster
See a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
bitch
Shout of them niggas
On the frontlines with them yoppas
AOP my nigga, play me on a 1
I call them knockas
Money by the bag and fuck your jug
I get
teacher how
Come 'n' shock-a me now
Gonna show the people how (c'mon bring me party)
I got a Smith 'n' Slappy grind for you (what you got now?)
I got your
Hmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmm
Hmmmmmmm
When the stars are out people talk about emotion
Livin' day by day with pain they'll never see
There's a tide
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
right nigga
For this 40 cal make ya ass act right nigga
Coming against the king get ya stats right nigga
Wanna talk about nigga, wanna be a hot nigga
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