Lyrics:
I call my plug up rico
We doin good biz meet up with tito
I used to slime out the plug all the time like a motherfucker sito
We bout to fuck around
And nothing but trap
Do nothing but rap
Shake nothing by ass
If they ask, we know trap
And nothing but trap
Got nothing but straps
Blow nothing but racks
If
you live
Stay up outta my biz, I'll let you live so let me live
You do you and I'll do me
Then you will see the time will be
Much better for the both
Where my real niggas at please
Where my real niggas at please
Mahn i feel like I could do better with niggas that's real
And u know what I mean
Mahn I'm
don't matter how you live
Stay up out of my biz, I'll let you live so let me live
You do you and I'll do me
Then you will see the time will be
Much better
got left, cause you didn't do right by me
Finally got tired of the fuckery
I use to be beside you
I use to talk to you everyday
How you let our love
ist laut und du denkst
Der Track ist ill
Und du hast vollkommen recht
Willkommen in Ganxtaville
Ridin' by, mothafuckas always gettin high
In
Woah, she know my bag bigger
I just came home and I pass niggas
John on the beat, let's do it (Great John on the beat by the way)
Free Biz, he put
what, lace who? That ain't what Ma$e do
Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you
Tell you to your face, boo, not behind your back
Niggas talk
what, lace who? That ain't what Ma$e do
Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you
Tell you to your face, boo, not behind your back
Niggas talk
you know what the fuck this is
Nose all up in my biz
Shit, get up off my dick!
Once again, it's the brother with the god flow
Livin' like there's
Yeah you know, we always tryin to get this money, that's what we do
It ain't easy but I'm tellin you, it ain't hard either
All you gotta do is keep
System pumped by four Jeeps, runnin like a convoy
Roll to the park, kinda crowded, what a scene
Pullin up with Jodeci blastin out the fifteen
So I
my kids I leave your gift bag empty
Riff raff plenty, yeah that's what ya'll do
I got two Tec9's should I text or call you?
Mothafucka I kill all
sayin' shit about the way I am but I know that ain't true
At times I feel like I'm all by myself and I know you do too
I made some phone calls and checked
Yeah, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya
Yo, Biz turn me up a little
Bit in the headphones man
[Chorus: x2 Nate Dogg]
It's gonna get in ya, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to, do this shit right
Get my hustle
push and coast while I roll pass by
Fictitious, pathetic raps from idiots
In a city where street cred seems tedious
Monotonously dull underhandedly
alone and all the people with the big hats on went home
So what you gon' do now, Goldie? Your bottom left you
It's up to me and you, Goldie, through
Bitches ain't fuckin' with me in this jewelry (ah)
I need a nigga that know what to do with me
Guess I'm too hot so these bitches ain't cool with me (hey)
What's good B.I.Z
It's KA3
Okay
Okay okay, okay okay, okay okay
Okay, okay, yeah I know, time to save the game
B.I.Z and KA3 The Avengers, y'all
ship
How would you row your boat
Do you see the horizon?
That's just the way it goes
I hope what you search for you find it
We're changing with
own I was blessed Wtf is luck
We ain't have no car we would walk or go catch the bus
I be by myself I be Coolin I be cutting up
Everybody gotta be so
It's only dark till it ain't no more
Left from the crib in the AM, this is right
off of the back of me losing my job, and the
rent gets paid by
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