Lyrics:
what’s the motive?
Blinded by the fact that we too smart somebody knows that we came up!
Got our thangs tucked, 'n they know it,
Dangerous! We gon' get
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
who you're talking to
I'm him
Okay, alright
Oh, yeah
Don't forget who you're talking to
I'm him
Mama, I made it, I ain't never going back now
They SN',
haul to the bank First N.B.C.
Juve gotta a Beamer, blue and black with 17's
be Expedition shoppin, he just ordered 23's
It's all gravy, this life
They mack all type, that's alright
You know I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside, kids aight (Just Blaze!)
Yes y'all it's the one and only (what
Ay, Nicki
A we say tight nookie and stiff titty
Caribbean girls run it
Ayo, Skeng, true seh me peng (fully dunce)
Ratty Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang,
You should belieeeeeve me now
It's open season
You won't figure me out
Go back home
Stick to what you know
Stick to yer guns
And you can blow my
get my mind right, then get my head above the high tide
See just how the diamond shine bright?
All the pressure it'll fly by, yeah, we alright
I'm just
tonight
Im like alright facts
Go 'head, slide that
It was all by Design
One of a kind 4 words to describe
Only enemy is time
I'm an elevated mind Hear
being followed by a
yellow Coupe De Ville
now she had a reputation
for driving pretty fast
it may not be the first time
but it might be the last
Then she
side of the law screamin' we didn't do it (Alright)
Salute to the friends that make it and bring you in (What else)
And teachers surpassed by
To it's weapon like a
Slurpee to church pants
I circle the worm can
I'm 21 spud guns burped over Birdland
Whole time swervin' the work van
When the rats
y'all s**t up forreal
You going take a shot
You better lean into it
B***h, yeah, yeah
Alright so, so you been unfairly wronged by a brother objectively
Back in the days, this shit worked quite right
It was the music that got me by, music touch my soul
Music from the ghetto
Ain't nobody tell me how
or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, n****, let 'em go
If a mob f***in' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
gun wit em
Fuck it we gon set this bitch off bitch I’m done wit em just run wit em
I’m finna pull up in a drop top
Let off a couple shots n get
don't need no gun
But it's the 90's and n****s don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't wanna get caught up in
long till it's killed
There's a rose on the hill
What would you do to just make a bill
There's a rose on the hill
One survived but not long till it's
the cookies by the pound n**ga
Smoke the gas by the ounce n**ga (yeah)
Roll it up and burn it down n**ga (yee)
I'm getting head on a private flight (suck it up)
Now I gotta get it on my own
Oh!
Never slow down
When I started never really had a home
But I been working like a nigga had a clone
N I'm on now
(Uhhh)
on the corner and the cops took it
But you can tell by my wrist I gave the pot whoopings
You ain't bout no gun action stop woofing
N***as shoot diss tracks we
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