Lyrics:
it was the Mega bus with bundles
All the droopy-eyed junkies come through with they money crumpled
Make 'em get it straight, the fiend arm got more
do it like this
Should we hit em with a hook and a hit that bang
Naw hit em wit a riddle that will cripple instrumentals
Should we get em on a chorus
the slogan
From S-P to West-P to Logan
The planet is a parachute, I got 'em open
Ayo I'm out there, ayo I'm still out there
Worldwide yo I'm still out
I'm glidin', I'm wildin'
Ridin', floatin', coastin'
I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get e'm and 'get em
I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em
(Baby keep on, baby keep
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
clip, I bet you niggas gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo
[Chorus]
"Back, front back, front back, fr-front back, side to side" [Repeat: x2]
Never let hoe
Carter X huh
I'm in LA rollin' cookie
Tryna catch the vibe
The shoes I'm rockin' cost a band
I can't keep 'em tied (Racks)
I don't do the Gucci, I'm
Shouts to the gang
Shouts out to my old hoes
See i usely be with a gang of niggaz
But today ima do it by myself
I count it all by myself
I can hit
shake em
Roll em, don't throw em
Hand clap, where it's at
Nigga show me somethin'
Out in Sixy, Opa lock, overtime, city buy
You know how we get it
the first if ya get stuck
Broke like a barn then plucked like a duck
Ya mess with P, ya gamble ya life ya dead
Ya soul and all ya pieces ya see em' goin' like
and get hung by a rope (hey)
We got the weed and the dog and the coke (dog)
Niggas weren't there we was robbin' the North (robbed)
Pistol P bless his
The gin and juice gets me bent
You start the trippin' and flippin' and
Then ya hit the C
Niggas know a G like me don't play
Disagree, then I got something
hits go
Crack em, pop a pistol
Seek ya like a missile
Hear it when it whistle
We out to get it,
Master P, No Limit
See murder, get acquitted
On the block
every nigga you fool
Wit, and shit, nigga get shot and killed, wuz up with that?
[Ann:] Man nigga that shit ain't true
[Master P:] Shit, well, what about
That boy gon' get the girls man, he gon' make 'em all soothe
In a bubble bath in the jacuzzi, might pull a yellow bone floozie
That boy don't
it's gonna be hot outside gotta get up and lay my clothes out
It's gonna be too many hoes out
Before my ladies rolled out I got 'em to clean up
cats
Drinkin a little boo and then they had enough of that
Dark is what I do can never get enough yak
But when I do what I do while they mixin em
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
tell her style by the way that she walks
Fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top like the stock exchange
Shower, shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange
Amazing what my
ameliorate 'em. I meet 'em, greet 'em, read 'em, and rate 'em, see if I hate 'em.'
El-P
Here come the hard rock bump through the speaker top. The tweeter
was rollin blunts all day
So I had to get it nigga in the hallway
Nigga I already know I was headed to the top
By 9 o'clock
Pussy ass niggas spinned
shit, there's no gimmiks,
Suave House, an the 504 Boyz courtesy of No Limit, hit em up.
Verse 2-(Buk)
Get down, feel the ground, shake 'em up,
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