Lyrics:
on gang business
Upper echelon stay smoking big spliffs
Too far up just keep your distance
And can't no one else do it like this here
I'm always ready when
the enemy from killing us
But I don't know
I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga"
Niggas sound silly
Wanna talk money, yeah, just counted ten milli
Free my nigga Meek Milly, bad bitch out of Philly
Sold that white girl so I guess I sold
war path
It will be shell showers in todays forcast
You a gangsta? I can't tell
Your diamonds don't glimmer when the light hit
Those jewels arn't
some of this old flamboyant shit, check game-
It`s another one of them drought spots, a ha-bin cost is like fuck it
Niggaz taken loses that they can`t
to them
I just find it funny you can't give a hand to Palestine
But you can trade whole arms with Saudi Arabia
Look, look
I've got a question for
a check (I just ran it up)
3Bandx on go and he fucked yo hoe (And he fucked yo hoe)
Shots be coming out that pole, boy better get low (Boy you better get
(gettin' it)
Sign that, thanks for stealin' I'mma kill her
Swear I can't love her, can't trust her
I'd be a damn fool just to cuff her
Can't love her, can't
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
till I can't no more
Niggas steady hating they just crave yo flaws
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin' with my
millennium
You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em
These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em
My rhymes are
percent tinted with bad bitches
762 and 556, here for one night can't be my missus
If Jmoney with it just know that I'm with it
And taking a risk and I
she don't love you nigga
She just used to you nigga, oh boy!
[Intro] + (E-40)
I can't tell but I need to know just how you feel
I can't hold it
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name
fuck all the opps, we facist, make 'em past tense
Bitches treatin' me just like Phat Farm, my name on all they asses
Nigga flexed his chains, I held my
fuck all the opps, we fastest, make 'em past tense
Bitches treatin' me just like Phat Farm, my name on all they asses
Nigga flexed his chains, I held
'll masturbate
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, you can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it shawty, can't deal with you babe
Can't handle the pressure of you
Fuckin' peaker wood see me in the five speed
I don't care if his motherfuckin' eyes bleed (yeah yeah!)
This is my weed, this is my world
Don't get mad
And the thunderbolts, it ain't easy)
Ask my folks, just ask my folks (just ask my folks)
And I won't blame it on the rain
(We can't blame it on the rain)
I can make
name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same, nigga
It ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors
It's just that I'm too damn big to pay
the flow, can't even touch no coat
Bitch I'm made now, I can't even much touch no mo'
Fuck the whole rap game up nigga just, one of my lines
Say y'know
panties at?)
But I can't find my panties
Now I can't find my panties
Hey ladies, ya know we all been through it
Can't find our panties after we been
see we on our shit
They can't even handle it
Niggas get up in they feels
They can't handle me foreal
Just be so intimidated by my bossy sex appeal
Aye
'm kicking it with Nak and the nigga from Green Mile, it's
Red Bull in this cup so a nigga may seem wild but
That's just all the sherm I was burning a little
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