Lyrics:
to be questioned
Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression
[Verse 4: T.I.]
You knowin' my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep
racks then, well times that by four
And he's a bag of youngers that are working for him
Say the word and their trigger finger's twerking for him
And he
get sacked by it
That's when trouble gets stirred
The lines can be blurred, but word
Love is a 4letterword
Love is a 4letterword
Love me please
Don't
can funk these words to the letter
Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo)
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
performance
But I don't need a Oscar
Maybe I just need cllah
Maybe the word of pastor
Maybe I'll talk to Buddha
Whatever means heaven faster
Cmon
Cmon
Cmon
A.D.I.D.A.S
Jackets, flippin' up small dean
Visualisin' portraits, fresh cuts
Brand new Porsche?s
Going wit hand-to-hand, servin' the Source
Yo, runnin'
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I
Oh, what a night, yo, that I just been through
I barely made it home from this hip-hop venue
These two guys, no three guys, no four, yo, this posse
nothing about them, and no one cares
Aladdin and The Forty Thieves
Enhanced by brand new special effects
Saddam and his cow disease spiced up
With some
nothing about them, and no one cares
Aladdin and The Forty Thieves
Enhanced by brand new special effects
Saddam and his cow disease spiced up
With some
Yea
Four letter word that's a kill get him gunned down
My hitters gon' slide from sun up to sun down
Oh you got a gun now?
It won't even like that
Four by fours, rev 'em on up
A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust
Backroads are calling, calling all trucks
I know a place where ain't no car
Passin' niggas with pants saggin'
With they hand on a black Magnum
To clap him backwards
So their last words is, "Kcuf meht nmad saggin"
That's
and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure
It was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice?
There's a song about Alice)
Alice came by
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
its four o clock
Stay independent I don't want a label they calling me up but I don't want a boss
Until my catalog making six figures a month off
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
anything wrong.
Why did I leave you? we had just begun.
Why did I leave you? we had just begun.
A four-letter word, and a broken heart.
I took you for
I be blackin' out on beats
Even niggas started callin' me a racist
Like Aunt Jemima
I need an Oscar, they admire my wiener
They blowin' me like
out your candle, have Wu-Tang tagged up on your tombstone by Jandel
Release the info, 4-4 increase your heart tempo
Scared your ass, you jumped
but a chicken/-wang...mafuckas!
Today you gon' learn/ what means putcha money
Where ya mouth is slangin'/ words that's the biz
Brand every single/
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