Lyrics:
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
quick but not slow snails
I get smooth on daddy and granddaddy
Why? 'Cause I'm the great grandfather
MC in motion, G as in go left
Rhymin' on off
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
flip wide wheels, watch for oil spills
What it is, what it ain't, in the paint, some slow by the dank
I think, make you go blank, lookin for work
Left
splatter stories, I'm in no category
(There's no joke and only time to get fanatical)
There's little kids on the street
they're rappin' about gettin'
world
Bitches stay wet like a Jheri curl
And niggas in there deep like she was a pearl
Steady looking for hickeys like they name was Earl
And they
did
….ain’t even gotta say how Riqq put in work
Pull out the catalog & you got get yo feelings hurt
Air max plus, i’m pushing thru the dirt
And I just
Earl Manigault semi pro still they get their shots up like a cannon ball let the camera roll get the picture panoramic flow deadly with the breath I’m
Get this party started
Def Squad, yeah, Flipmode
Raw Footage, uh
Yeah
While I write, y'all jump in
Take a ride with me
New Hummer, no leases,
got dads, fags
Get off that Beanie Sigel Jay beef,
mobile vans out n-gger, this operation safe street
Flawless stones up in the sentence division
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
to my sister, your big brother got you
But never in life let a coward nigga twist you
A message to my niggaz, when it comes to the hood
Who the fuck in
"Just dive in" (Just dive)
You say, "You ain't ridin' in" (Say it)
You know that we slidin' in
This ain't no firemen
Six folk, you know, my brothers, we
Kobe is the greatest
Only get in formation if Beyoncés it
We beyond meets and greets
We stay vagrant
Coz it be real beef
If you saw it in your face
You
swaggie
But my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get
on his
Own, and a double entendre for technical
Fouls in basketball jay opens
There by asking forgiveness for making
His first dollars off drugs, cooked
Yea let's get it baby we back!
Me and all my brothers yea we back outside
Me and all my brothers yea we back outside
Me and all my brothers yea we
you can't get a slice
I don't fuck with AIDS so you know I pour the four twice
Pour the three lines in a row I feel like Kobe Bryant
In the same hood
Wondering how it's gonna fit In the back of my chevy
Earl turns to me and says son, I can Help you out
So grab your poles and cast your lines
Keep your eye
a look.
Who's next down the line.
Oh, the 43rd District Judge.
Hey pal! Remember me? You threw me in jail!
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck.
the phone
Cuz ya'll be dead
When I pick up a pen
And write this song
Sucking all the dicks
Man you need mint to get your ass in the zone
Half of the world's
an LP
But right about now in 2003
I gotta make one to rock the party
As I change back from DJ to MC
Now it's time to get funky!
For the ladies, for
Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way
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