Lyrics:
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
Why the kids gotta pay
I see it's a dark day
I used to play around in the sun to smile
Given an inch and they gonna take a mile
Compile what I really
the book and watched all the movie
All I'm really trying to say is that
I want what they got
And I'll pay for it all
Make me part of your plot
Make me
deserves life prevention
Making him pay is my one intention
For kinda ruining my childhood
He doesn’t have any comprehension
Of the fact that he could be
the gates of heaven
If anyone could do it, I could!
Storm the gates of heaven
And ask God "Who's gonna pay for the blood?"
Who's gonna pay for the blood?
that we do for money, one day we'll have to pay the toll
Ohhh
I just want someone to stand with me
Ohhh
Cuz when 2 or 3 are gathered, God is here
You fuck around get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business bein' in, we ain't even gon' be in it
No one's gonna hear
gonna come back down,
We are here to save the ERF uhhh. E-R-F uh..
Todd Berry Todd Berry
I'm gonna pay you on an hourly rate, pay you on an hourly
You kill a motherfucker, you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man was spittin' game so I sucked it up
You kill a motherfucker, you kill him for that
You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
Old man was spittin' game so I sucked it up
hold me down
Gonna hear them say
Oh, oh okay
I be that, you know I'm wit it
You know I'm ready to ride
You know I'm down for whatever
I'm right by
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
back/
for the third act//
Word is bond I Ratatatted that ass battered the bootie caramel complected hood rattatouille/
The type when you drive by make you
Coupe with a Oakland A’s hat
Let niggas know that I rep the bay
Lil B shout out to LA and
Jacka man that shit's foreal
Plane talks man we never take that
Niggas want that old mob shit back
(Take it back to that old school Federal way, man. Understand.)
For all my mob music monsters
(In a major way.
the pay back
The pay back, the pay back
Cha-ching, cha-ching
We're loaded and we're not gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching
We're hooked up with
ye of times when blacks ran that nawfside
For black wall street my pride remain aside
Pain inside will never get me down
Hold it up as a playa you
pay
Only gonna get it if you pay
Real baller
Know it's legit
Got the house, all the cars in your name
Way better
Way more expensive
All the girls that
on top of the mound
Just more powerfully now, on time for that No Limit sound
Already know what you gonna say before it come out your mouth
Yee got's
can write
By the light of a miller light sign
And I'm so alive
I like the (Night life)
That's right (Prize Fight) it's on tonight
But I'm hunting for
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
name. Boy, don't worry
Your work's gonna pay off someday”
And I know that it's a long way up but a short way down
That's why I'm working hard to get
the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by
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