Lyrics:
phases, phases of reality
We goin' through phases, them phases of reality
Let me talk that shit, I'ma talk my shit, n***a, let me talk it
Might cross you
need/ he was frustrated/ about his sex life n again he made that complicated/ by/ not payin his wife/no mind/ his fault/ n he left his chick/ for another
you do while in new shoes Shit is not that crucial
I give the gang some blicks n bibles tell the guys to do you
Roll him up in two that big body bitch
bucks mane x 3.... aye, I guess times don’t change
Fly high fly high fly high fly high, Days in my life pass by, all I do is get money stay high, Fly
Man like just feel better
When you just kicking shit with a blunt in yo hand
Minding yo business, you feel me
A lot these n***** get on the mic
do my thang
Keep it on the low, and get it everywhere that we go
Lemme do my thang
Get a bitch, got a bitch
G shit, yeah I got a lot of it
Money
croakin' all over de fuckin' place! I sees y'all like dat sort o' thang...jedgin' fum yo' wa'd-robe, y'all be well into death 'n pestilence 'n shit! prob'ly
a tool
What you tryna do?
On the move
On some wild shit
I'm on my style shit
I kill you and everyone by a mile bitch
I ain't fuckin with nobody unless they
Geah (hey)
Hey
We money makers in the house
You know how we do it
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
Last Kings gear, man that shit so ill
I just wanna take you girls home
Make a nasty song and put this shit online
We could do it like Kid 'N' Play
Have
this coat too much ice, this shit brighter than coke
And don't come around if you not from round My n****s get famous from up'n they pole
Money dance do
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
"Police, open up"
"Aww shit"
"We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest
Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em"
"What the fuck did I do
"Police, open now"
"Aww shit"
"We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest
Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em"
"What the fuck did I do
you I still cry to this day but my brother
I be bumping the shit out the songs that we did when I ride just so that I can hear ya
N I know that I do not
up yo bitch
She prolly getting piped down at the Bando
I get bitches by the stacks hoe
I ain't fuckin less the thighs n ass Match tho
N all that shit
I want the Money, The power
Ain't got time for these bitches they sour
Getting money a day by the hour
I can't fuck with these n****s they dead broke
racks in this bitch
Back in this bitch
I'm trap'n again
Fuck what you talking
I'm done playing nice
Drench me in ice, did that by myself
I can do worse,
the fuck shit (No no)
I ain't going to the kickback, I ain't going to the function (No no)
I be chillin by my lonely, like I'm trapped in a dungeon (For
Smokin' it by the pound
I'm rollin' nun but dat gnas
I'm stayin' high off the ground
That shit got me high as hn-ell
Dats, dat Gn-as
Let's do one
Extendo
face
How could you do this to me?
Dealing with this all by my lonesome
Getting so lonely (So lonely)
Yeah getting so lonely (So lonely)
But I was there
Glizzard And Its Two Tone Black
So Wen You See Me Better Run Like In Track
Lil N**** you ain't do dis shit for real
You a lil bitch I could tell by how you
They’ll get a n***a back than start flexing
10 toes down kicking s**t like messi
My dawg get goals too, That mixture the go to, We whip it up sip it up,
Ever could imagine
Way beyond the jordans the foreigns and the Fashion
Hood of hidden talent
Bunch of n****s who ain't have shit
I was fascinated by this
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