Lyrics:
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
MC
Sick as a doctor's emergency patient
[Oh No]
Yo I'll be chillin', realize Oh be straight known to be that villain
Ya that tall
I have left
It's all I have left
But I don't wanna check
No more
Uh I'm not saying that I regret you
But at the same time I think I do
Cause when I
(Every time that I wanna believe)
I'ma leave ya
(I kinda feel like apart of me seems)
You're a keeper
(I know you think, you all that I need)
I don't
home and family
And you tell me you aint't got no DVD
I say you tell me you ain't got no DVD
It costs too much to drive your SUV
It takes too long
like fuck a Honda
The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups
Twenty bags of OG, hit the road and make it double up
I did this by
mother, women angels from God
Kicked out the house and started serving, I ain't wanna do fraud
And I can't deal with no broad
She don't got no car, I don't
a mothafuckin' wack
The mothafuckin' cracka jack needs to step the fuck back
Do you want some of this?
Hell no
Dre the mothafuckin' doctor
Well for
whole album
I don't need to no one to cope for that
When you know that I'm the baddest like what up
I'm just sittin' on back
Watchin' this game fall
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
about (have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon
The stall holders all call and shout (to no-one in particular)
Avoiding people you know
You're just basking in
Yea I did her dirty
Dick game-entertainment
Send a pussy to retirement
No stop perspiring
She said "I need a break though"
A really long break
In
Hey, dear Doctor, please, heal me!
Hey, dear Doctor, you should kill me!
I need to kill my mother-in-law, kill my wife
They all tortured my mind, so I
I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout
To no-one in particular
Avoiding people you
of pocket when I ain’t got it
Man its so toxic doctors giving me a quick fix
Shit yall don’t heal you just practition
Big Pharmacy so fascist all about
Pick his ass up, Need a doctor
Squeezing the tech, Ima lobster
Gun on my hip, Ima robber
VVS diamonds, They shine like a concert
Baby, it's Grimm,
shepherd, I shall not want
That means I don't have to be nervous at the first of the month, yeah
No stress, no worries
Supply's on your knees with this
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
me
Ace don't miss
Why would I start with some bitch
No answer, make like a tree, bark and leave
You come up short with my bread
Like Kevin Hart with
the statue
My physical is pure, covered in no tattoo
Chillin' in my throne, the man's home is his castle
You only got a one track mind or what have you
I need
a whiplash
Giving him pain 'cause I'm urgent
Rearrange the motherfucking face like a surgeon
It ain't no excuse for the torture delivering
Don't say that I
some way to reach ya (If it could reach ya)
I could help you figure something out like I'm a teacher (Like I'm a what boy uh)
I don't have no mercy what
lit, I will blow out your candle
My man touchin' kis, he don't play no piano
No, that's what everybody say
Hey, I've been that nigga, by the way
I
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