Lyrics:
Big Glock In my pocket won't smoke get it popping
Lil Beck got da drip like a hood water faucet
We don't do no talking we see him we catch him we off
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
record another video by myself
Cause if i do again I might make bad content
Cause the last one got 69 views man y'all playin'
Got Minecraft mixed with
dunny, we rock a half of mill and look bummy
And bounce to the projects, pop Becks, cop Tec's
Top wrecks, execs got next, what the heck
I'm fed, you'se
a church
That was visited by stars
But he did have love for
The poor and the theives
And he was in the street
Kind of similar to me, nigga
Mr beck, Mr
time
I wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
Jumping over fences tryna dodge police and nine
And all these playa haters jocking tryna
. No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
Big Snoop Dogg
Tubarão Baixada (Let me smoke with you, girl)
Yeah, put it in the air
One time for your mind, let's go
Sintonizados
Fazendo fumaça
in my ways girl
Got a hand on your waist girl
Baby look in my eye in my face girl
You the one
I can't feel nun
I'm in obsession no I'm not in love
Babe
slip by
Slip, slip, by-by-by
Slip, slip, by-by-by
Don't let this opportunity slip by
(Aye)
Girl, in my mind I got this picture of us in the sunset
We'd
You're up next
After you I'll drink a Beck's
Contact another L, listen to raising hell
Run these MCs back to the lab
When I stab tracks I slash backs
gotta understand your mans got flows
And I'm leavin' you so by the time I get to Phoenix
Underground heads will fiend this, musical genius
Transglobal
it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
It's a Superman lover...
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet
on the out her eyes are dry so I said my
Oh my she's no ordinary mind
The world is one big horror story
But you got me by your got me by your side
She shines
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
you where they buy at
The boogity, woogity
Brooklyn boy, no DOS effects
Got cream and coal like Haagen-Dazs
Then he got next, ask the mafiats
My wave
got no time for anyone.
You schemed and connived.
You pushed and you lied,
Till you at last became a star.
But now we're gonna see the way you
(whoa)
Girl, I got you on my mind
Girl, I got you on my mind, running thru like (Whoa)
Girl, I need you by my side
Girl, I need you by my side, looking
it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
[Biggie]
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd
Ghost, no it's Ghost)
It's a Superman lover...
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet
And these
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