Lyrics:
Marks Ready Set Let's Go
Wanna be the brother with the face they know
Gonna get my P's up
Bring all of my G's up
Watch em all Tik tok copy that Go
In
seen about.
P-I-M-P-I-N-G is all I be's about.
I break a ho in, break 'em till they broke, and then I ease 'em out.
They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em
hearts
Got this on repeat
We're all off our seats
We dance for the stars
P to the I, I to the T
I see the future Becky to the G
I own companies,
on repeat, we're all off our seats
Reachin' for the stars (Oh oh)
P to the I, I to the T
I see the future, Becky to the G
I own companies, yeah, that's sweet
Uno
Dos
Tres
Cuatro
Introduction
Introduction
Introduction
Speech
I came in this thing, the plan was simple
I came in this thing, the plan was
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
[B.G.]
Ohhh
Man, somethin' stank
Ooohh
You smell that?
I don't know what that is
Killin' is like a hobby: somethin' that B.G. do for fun
It don't
the P's innit
My G's in it
Money do the talk we reasoning
My G's in it
Money do the talk we reasoning
I got a big cheque for the nikes
You ain't ready
yo, Snoop, you're up
Let these niggas know that niggas don't give a fuck
This is just a small introduction to the G-Funk era
Every day of my life,
by a bald man
In a blue jumpsuit
With a super yacht
On route to the moon
We are the ones
Putting fuel in his rockets
Filling boxes
While he fills up
down boy we don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya bloody, LIL BLOODY
Don't play with
sneakin up
Tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I don't hate
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G r-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G r-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G r-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G r-E-U-P, yuugh!
Young, obnoxious,
on a beat
P.Y. on production
Krispy in the streets
We been up to somethin
Stay behind the scenes
This the introduction; leave it up to me
Copped a couple bags
you?
M: Yo man, two G’s
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don’t know
M:
probably be lawrence taylor
Blockin' these hatas off, be mad
Cause they know master p's got it goin' man
That's why I fuck your bitch, but she ain't shit
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
nothin', ain't nothin', aye)
I'll leave your ass crippled like some frosted flakes
What you call it sneakin' up tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga
tree
Now
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Verse 2]
I was made by
clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don't love them hoes, f-ck
sneakin up
Tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I don't hate
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