Lyrics:
and she pay for the trees
-Understand what I'm sayin', nigga you feel me?
-Ya'll Captain Kirk ass niggaz ain't gonna survive
In this 97 space age hustle
(so
mind playing tricks on me I think my mind playing tricks on me
My mind playing tricks on me pulling circles pulling flips on
I'm infatuated
By the game
music, and everything is in slow-mo
I'm sliding down Richmond, top and bottom glissening
I got something to say, so please listen
[Hook]
(high-high-high),
the breeze
You'll see I'm a phony and I'm gonna let you down
I'm a one trick pony in a one horse town
I'm just a one trick pony in a one horse town
I got me
she all in her feelings
Ky told me make sum shake
Come through like
When I'm smacking the drac
(Make sum shake)
I been trappin all day
Cooking like chef
I'm in it for the money, fuck these bitches an the fame
'cause when you broke bitches get ghost like sideways
Like gold daytons rollin' up the highway
did trust your detractors
But I'm losing my love for your allies
They'll keep posting your praise like a praxis
Till they catch you in bed with the bad
Becky while I'm rolling up
Send my watch back to my jeweler, it ain't cold enough
Just a bunch of bad college chicks in the W with no clothes on
Trippy
ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm
Mission By The End Of The Night.
(because) My Mind On Money I'm Programmed To Get It,
From Dope Dealin, Pimpin To Hoe Bitches,
I'm From The Riches We Livin
to give my love the quickest
They did what they wanted with it
Got to make it out the city
Ain't tryna raise my son in Richmond
On the real, I ain't been
ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm
ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'
Where
Motherfucker, I'ma bang with the O
I'm in the Crippin' kitchen, spittin' to bitches
Flippin' the switches, my niggas in Richmond
The real killas, guerillas, wig
ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm
na, na"
Back with my wife in Tennessee
And one day she said to me
"Virgil, quick! Come see
There goes Robert E. Lee"
Now I don't mind, I'm
me, I'm a working man
And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand
Oh, he was just eighteen, proud and brave
But a yankee laid him in his
another trick sucka dropped
A quarter after twelve, I'm still cruising down them back streets
On my job a dead body already lies on the passenger seat
the youtube money
Rap-
Greeting me everywhere
Hoppin on me aint rare
Coz im sweet even in the streets
Coz i got the flair and the nike footwear
Im elite so
bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for games; so if you wanna play 'em, lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage; so if we gotta do this,
the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player
hungry, just barely alive
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell
It was a time I remember, oh, so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
All the bells
the dizope
While me and Xzibit was ballin' by cizoast
I'm the black Slim Shady so don't try to play me
Turn a six into a Bentley and drive em' crazy
Roll
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
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