Lyrics:
on the phone
What's up John, where the green, and I ain't gon' ask you twice
Bring it over by yourself, or I'll take your momma's life
In the life
and runnin' hard, hauling ass. 'cause I'm a nigga known for
havin' a notorious past. My mind was slick - my temper was too quick. Now the
FBI's all over my
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
Can't ignore it
Now it's hard not to kill niggas
It's like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
Can't ignore it
Now it's hard not to kill niggas
It's like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Hey, hey, hey
F is for all the
Fatties wearin' my shit
(Do you want me
after this I'm gone be hard To find
You said it's fine
And, So, now, I'm
Takin my time with everything That I see
Rethinking my dreams Id slow it Down
Carrera)
You ridin' ill (ridin' ill), got some time to kill (got some time to kill)
Stop by and chill (stop by and chill)
We can talk about all the things
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it bein'
I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang
another way to stack a dollar
So my apoli', cause these hard times make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow, am I fallin' off?
I hit the weed
shit on spit at
Get gone get back (gone Smoke) get away
Havin a dark pigmentation was hard then to make friends
Felt like God didn't take his time with
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
Lubriderm, time took to write this
The war will be fought by the righteous
Who stand criticized by his un Alikeness
Knowledge is the truth and it's
is diverse/ I said it many times/ n I’ll say it again we all need to unite/ n stick together n
This stupid debate/ about raisin/ minimum wage/
shit outta luck cause I'm havin bad luck
Fucked up in my younger days
Shit I'll bang you with deuces and hang you with trays
A few days back one
phat
Now by Phat, I don't mean overweight
I mean makin' crazy dollars
'Til they come in a crate
Ya see, I had myself a job
I worked as hard as I
and they give me pick me vibes
Every time they see me elevatin', they get teary eyed
Could've lost my life a couple times, it was clearly God (huh?)
live
Now wanna make ya go live, live
Now hold up
[Method Man]
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon,
Uh huh
Gang
Stro four four
On God
Wide body all black looking up at the stars
Three four doors all black it be hard to decide
I see you ain't real by
Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass.
'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past.
My mind was slick - my temper was too quick.
Now the FBI's all
Uptown pimp
Who be havin a hard-on for this championship like Shawn Kemp
I got these women ballin, shrimp and crawfish by the Lake Front
Five
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
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