Lyrics:
better of ya self and ya life might change
cnd you might like change, but money even better
When ya lifestyle change 5 star dish wit a 5 star bitch
cnd I
feel shit /3
Since my heart went cold
Now I’m lost dark
Watchin cops patrol /4
Pick a nigga
Kill a nigga
Been they anthem /5
She luv the way I spit
come in this bitch I'm
Too fly
I'm up in the clouds I'm too high
I'm yay I'm that guy
They walking you down no drive by
That beam on you head like bright
you like "damn, babe you woke me up"
I love you way you put it down likes it's for both of us
The sun ain't the only thing that's coming up
It's 5
No FK Games
Bang x5
Still don't give a damn
I been Jordan with the shot
U know what i'm saying
Pain x5
No pain & No gain
We still going hard
Jessie got
a heartbreak toxic ass typa luv (oh yea)
She actin all innocent, luh shawty never fucked a thug (on gang)
Talkin bout ha past, damn luh shawty really need a hug
be rolling through the streets
In a beamer bomber like Hiroshima
Hit you like Katrina 'til they like
"Damn Gina!" (Damn)
I eat MCs like fast food,
it's hatin when your skaten and your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
If
it's hatin when your skaten and your pockets is fat
Don't act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just reconize the real way that gangsta's ride
If
hammer, I nail it (boom)
L-O-V, I don't know how to spell it
Got your boyfriend mad, that lil' boy jealous, damn (boom, boom)
I know how you get (I
to the lamb shop
Moon rock stellar damn lookin' like crack rocks
New car V12 and it's red so it's hot hot
On god what I said backing up out the lot lot
Blue
hurt me, so I don't want your LUVs
You did me cold, act like you don't know
You know you did me wrong
Never said that I was perfect, but you gon' miss
about a God damn Grammy?
Yo, Flav, I give a fuck about a God damn Grammy
But them motherfuckin hoes won't hand me one
At least you was invited by
Fresh as hell beating ass damn I got blood all on my necklace
5k or Steelio FOG they call me Kevin
And them niggas call me 5 how many shots I sent like
i miss ya this thug gonna miss ya til i'm wit cha'
it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
both
by bad decisions, but no bad times (No, no)
You disqualified, you take the word "trash" and personify (Ew)
Pleasing to the eye, like a motherfucking
Money gettin' low
From givin' it to ho's
By shakin' they ass
And takin' off they clothes
Damn that country bunkin'
Baby got ass like a basketball
doblet opp (yeah)
Mann eg e diff, ikkje basic (basic)
Baller og dunke på niggas like KD (HAH)
Mary jane man eg føle meg wavy (Okey)
Luv to all my niggas
Used to wanna be like T-Mac on the block get so much luv
Used to wanna be like T-Mac ya the bitches wanna fuck
Used to wanna be like T Mac have liquor in
know that’s right I be like damn that’s tight
I’ll always be there to remind you that you really shine so bright uh
Like a big body bimmer twin turbo
and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing '99)
Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out (STUPID)
Aiyyo, we got these hoes spread out like mustard
forty-five to life (damn)
In the room with a hype boy, nigga, you don't like (what)
When you seen your homie
First thing that he gave you was a mic (damn
be mad (hey, mad)
'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah
Five, six, seven, eight, uh
Let them bitches hate
Seven, eight, nine, ten (ten)
You
hands rubbing on yo body
I know you like it
Shit
Young love
I loved young
Had a young nigga love struck
But Luv's dumb
And I been so ready to cuff cuff
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