Lyrics:
Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead
I make it a thing, when I'm on my own to relieve myself
I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage
get yours baby
I'm seeing millions, niggaz don't understand
Know what? I'm makin' moves, puttin' cash behind plans to blow up
Will he style like this
Don't look at me with love in your eyes
Go look at somebody that can make it worthwhile
I'm hurt from a love affair I didn't want in
I'm in no
Hey, throw up your legs, wrap those shits around my back
It's a WESTSIDE thing fuckin' hoes 'round the map
Walkin down 125 while I'm peepin out hotties
Dig a hole (motherfucker)
Dig a hole (bury yourself)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
I'm still hear mon
go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin` a fool yellin`
But ya`ll know there ain`t no refunds in the shit that I`m sellin
'cause during the drought
who keeps me on the ground
Baby, you can be tough, say enough is enough
You can even be blunt just do it with love, love, love
Tell me I'm wrong,
to compare us to another bad little fad
I'm the Mac and I'm bad givin' ya something that you never had
I'll make ya rump rump wiggle and shake your rump
hand
If you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
Baby I'm your man
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want
bitch, it wasn't givin'
Cause I'm sick and tired of niggas fantasizin' they livin'
All on the tell-lie-vision tryina' front like that's your car
With
and want to take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say
"Oh, my!" but check it out, though
focus
I'm making money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggas we rushing and still busting
Til the cops come
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
losin' my focus
I´m makin' money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'
Til
won't remember you
Thuggin but we still spriutual, clear lyrical
I'm like the f***in Deff Squad
My ears ain't hearin' why'all
Pump fearin' why'all
[Chorus:]
'Cause were all a little strong
But as for me I only G when I'm buss'n rocks
In the beach where the papers long
Now when I wake up in
Thuggin' but we still spiritual, clear lyrical
I'm like the fuckin' Deff Squad
My ears ain't hearin' y'all
Pump fearin' y'all
But damn I ain't even
You ain't gotta lie ta kick it
I know ya like to see me doin' bad
But I'm doin' good, fuck the police that's rollin' through my neighborhood
to blast
Any false move will leave a nigga on their back
Wodie I'm young but strictly bout my cash
Fuck petty check I want it in thousand dollar stash
Livin' through this shit I'm in nigga stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat
Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back
I'm
[Master P]
Check this out, boo
The only thing that matters is if you happy, and I'm happy
You know what I'm saying?
We know this real ghetto love
it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, why'all niggas is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it,
that hurts me so I'm leavin' town she's the reason why I'm leavin' town
I'm going far away where no one knows me when morning comes well I won't be
There's a place
I can go
When the tension's high and I'm feeling low
In a flash
I can be in an another space
As a different me, have a new
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