Lyrics:
to the casket (I'm Set)
And I'm with Keed, S-L-I-M-E (S-L-I-M-E)
So niggas, you know it's a slatt set
I'm on the Leer jet where you should be (where you should
me need
Can't just let them be rich
Give me no bungalows, give me no E-Pen
I may bet them half a cent
Look how dem gals are nice
Look how dem gals are
East coast and between coasts, then I'm ghost
I know you're bobbing your head cause I can see ya
But you can't see me, the D-R-E and the King Tee
Where
smokin' on dodo
C-c-catch me on probation so I watch out for that po' po'
And I'm pourin' that fo' fo'
8 bodies like Astro World
T-t-tick tock, big Glock,
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
Hooked up big connections on my mobile phone
At home, or maybe on my person
To clock big Gs, I'd be definitely certain
To live the lifestyle, the
Luxury,
then help me out
My wits is what make me my hits but I’ll never be sailin’ out
K.I.L.L. E to the R and Dot, spell it out
I’m out doin’ what I do even
Everybody feel am like an cudi tt/ N.E.L dot P/ I nor dey carry gun, na my M.I.C/ So when you see dem, ask dem who dem be/ Like Blackface, I set the ghetto
h-town livin’
On a Friday By Ur Side chillin
Sharp like Big Pokey and Cactus Jack
ADH-adding up my money long as practice lasts
L on my hat, but we’re
You used to make fun of but now you wanna rock it
So you gotta kick it with the homies
But D-E-L is already hip to your cronies
Me and CM-PX thought
You used to make fun of but now you wanna rock it
So you gotta kick it with the homies
But D-E-L is already hip to your cronies
Me and CM-PX thought
wasn't for the PJ's y'all probably never heard of me
Y'all be like, "Who the hell is Wyclef, and what's a Fugee?"
I'd probably be standin on a corner,
out
I'm the H-O-R-R, the N-E-Y, the rest is F-L-Y
You see, I go by the code of the master of the dicks
And my penis will tell you why
You see it's
the homies
That's RIP you feel me
What y'all niggas know run down
The line like this
Before I get the watch, I get the big Glock
Before I step foot in the V
I
knows
When I flip the switch, shinigami me rich
Apple bottoms on my dick, apple money on my mind
Mackin' in my sweats on my free bar with time
I'm
what I won't do
Label me a Big Dawg
KXNG D.O.P.E. be da man hoe
blunts but yo my pops smokes Winstons
Well it's the D-A-S, I can't forget the E-a
F-a to the X so when I flex why'know I bein
a fatter wrecker nigga
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
Fifty Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
50 Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never see
Very valuable attire, still open you up like Vicks (breathe)
Wish a nigga would, we'd all get locked together like some wicks
X-X-X pills, I'm numb like
did you'd see the D-are-E rakin' leaves
So wake up
That shit is just a dream and your trippin
That's why I keep my heat on the seat when I'm dippin
the type of n**** that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, are-you-L, E baby
Smell the beef, it continue to uhh, give em hell
Fill they
I just moved up out the L
And they still missin' me
It ain't on me, nigga, it's in me
You need to E-N-D the envy
You with me or against me
And I'm
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