Lyrics:
Yea
Time to get rich lil nigga uh huh
Time to get rich like nigga uh huh
Stop it they telling me I'm the topic
I been running my check up like ahh
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
you're the one (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
So let's take a cruise somewhere
You and me
[Mr. Capone-E]
Come on, just cruise with me all night
Mr4pound tryna get loose uh
40 gotta kick like a jitsu uh
Shorty eating d*** til she get full
I was ina trap by myself sellin pit
Food
I be moving wit a big
GUILTY!!!!!
Judge I here by sentence you, wigger, to a 100 years confined to a chair, forced to watch episodes of the Andy Grifith Show, Hee Haw, and Lawrence
fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money don't grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
Vamoose gotta go
I visit Peru, just to canoe
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr. Magoo
Who, You, Me, Oh, I'm Killa Bitch
Hustler that's all and that
Razorwire Slipknot
Time to get that throat cut
Killer on the low I be
Creepin like deathgun
You mess with the morbid
Get slain by the god hand
Come
the old man
"mr. handley, would you defend a man you knew was guilty"?
"mr. watt, I'm not going to answer that but I will say this:
maybe it's more
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
came across all these little ppl lil ppl right infront of me
they looked up at me and sed hey mr r u tall
i sed yes im tall but hu r u wierd little
Lil Chuckie.
boy when we catch you
its over with
even stunna cant save you on this one
Nicki Minaj.
yo yo yo
yo ima show these girls how to pick 'em
TRAVEL REAL SLOW LIKE AN INCH WORM,
THIS MIGHT BE A LIL TOO FAST FOR THE INTRO
I COME ALONG WAY FROM THE CITGO,
BUT ITS ALL GOOD CUZ WE LEARNED HOW TO GET,
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, Mr. Flamboyant
Yes, motherfucker
As a youngster I never knew
going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
on my shit I think her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht
I'm alive so I'm blessed
You took your shot I heard guilty you plead
Charge em' an arm just to shake on my hand
If I don't release, its cause is part
that
Mr. Get The Head, don't call her back
I got groupie bitches in my DM asking for a follow back
I know niggas trap morning to P.M, 24/7, you can
the fines
My dulla been full of these
Indescribable thoughts that seem to
Eat up at time
And every time I look up my grind has been
Dim and slowed by them
thinkin' I wouldn't cheat-eat
Send the fake threats every week (yeah)
I put out a hit on 'em (a hit)
I'ma freeze down you lil' bitty bitches (freeze)
I
hit one of your friends and
It's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
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