Lyrics:
Come on give me that hit and run
Back to back, then get down in front
From the side, second to none
Line 'em up one by one
Come on give me that
(can I get a rhyme to go)
Hell yeah, Pac, I'll sit back, straight up design it slow (uh)
They hate to see a young nigga (come up)
Another punk (run
mashed up on the glass, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga coming down with blue and purple
Coming down with the 5th in the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much
mashed up on the glass, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga coming down with blue and purple
Coming down with the 5th in the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much
your head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they crack through
stay woke
Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke
Try me, .40 make you back up off me like Dej Loaf and Big Sean
Get triggered
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
Every nigga I know keep a glock for hataz
Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks
Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot
Get me two steaks, a drank
If you want enjoy
O la ti soro
No come here dey dull
You must to get involved
O ti don don
O ti don don
O ti don don, o ti don don
O ti don don
Omor
bring us back to
So do la fa mi do re (Maria goes up scale DoReMeFa)
So do la fa (Maria Soltii) (la soo) (ti faa) (mi ree) ti doo
So do
Wanna see me get high get high wit me (Get high)
Wanna see me get by get by with me (Get by)
Wanna see me in the club yeah bitches pull up (In
kinda hate you, but I know a tí love it, right?
Take me back to those times when we stayed up all night
I ain't forgiving you, but I won't let a tí out my
ya hands up
What, what, put your hands up
Come on, come on, keep your hands up
We back, we back, we back, we back (put your hands up)
We back, we
'till it gets loose
Ladies, bend your back and also your knees
Shake your booty so I can squeeze
Make a face, 'cause you know you're smart
Keep
Went and bought a 50 slab, divide it up into ten
Sold 'em all, double down, did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin'
partna man
(T.I.)
you need me
(T.I.P.)
I don't want nun of dat King of The Souths hit for one for TIP
(T.I.)
man TIP your ass get locked up everytime if
smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your team devoured
So don't even TINK about it
get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah
Pull up and I show up get a bag
I could blow it all tonight, but by tomorrow make it back
Up up on the way up
You don't see us brag
We just gettin'
a 50 slab divided it up with the team
Sold em all double-down did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin dimes to forty
You won't feel a thing
Close your eyes
Holy roller Novocaine
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's
a thing
Close your eyes
Holy roller Novocaine
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's gonna get us back
Lord's gonna get us back
I know, I
up homie time to get back
It's been a long time let me get back
I'm still in my prime let me get back
Success by design let me get back
Get back get
bring us back to
So do la fa mi do re (Maria goes up scale DoReMeFa)
So do la fa (Maria Soltii) (la soo) (ti faa) (mi ree) ti doo
So do
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