Lyrics:
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
shit
Yeah I know, that's just my thinking when they ask me how I feel about it
Like cutting off the AC to save gas that's just a Nigga logic
See I'm
time, come and get me
Hustlin since my adolescence
See I'm addicted to face masks
And smith & wessons
Niggas lucky that they took me
Off the street in
Everybody think it's paradise
But we lost some real ones on the left
So what you know about the west
I swear y'all don't know about the west side
Nor'Cal
surprise
I got a Californa queen sleepin by my side
She's about 5'5, with a body of a queen
Type of girl ya keep around it ain't no 1 night fling
And me
saying?
And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you
"Why the fuck B.I.g. Don't want me?"
Yo, Big this is Quita
Kenya told me she saw you
saying?
And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you
"Why the fuck B.I.g. Don't want me?"
Yo, Big this is Quita
Kenya told me she saw you
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
motherfuckers, come on
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back
Talkin' about the gats in ya raps
But I can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're
really fucked with cops
So you'll never ever see me cuff a chick
I was left all by myself
Niggas thought that I would do bad then
I turned around
Labrinth, come in
Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are
Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck
sheet
Got pulled over plenty times
Pigs wanna see my ID
Smith and Wess on side of me
40 cal with ranger Ts
Anti on the beat cause
I don't fxck with
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
what this granny tells"
One more tale is yet to go
Granny Smith she told me so
About how, so long ago
She came to knew all that she knows
"Years go by
mailed to Obama
This shit be foul can't see his dawg nomo & get to clutching on the coner
Tryna pull me way down I can tell by the way she pullin' all up
the homies what the hell we was about
They'll tell you we was double up tho
Started by them boys that was cut throat
Yeah
Y'all see how they do greatness
Left
what I'm into
They know so much about me, yet I'm still so suspenseful
I don't think I'm they speed (hate the way I speak my mind)
Toes down, both
qui-
Yo, walk with me here real fast, yo
Word? Right
Yo, yo, son, man
See them niggas right there, man?
Yeah, I'm sayin', man, it's about time, man
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
I don't have time for the fake friends. Fake love. Fake energy. Keep it real with me
Tell me what you see when you look in my eyes
A king, slave
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
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