Lyrics:
my niggas balling
Like we off in overtime
Lights, Cash, Camera, Action
Big Pistols on me
And they Flashing
Heard you really about that action
If you
You understand what I'm sayin'?
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Hey
Hey (Nas Mack just touched down)
Hey
I bought me a drop (drop)
I'm
keep your two cents
I don't need Gucci to feel gucci
Imma be set, cause success really suits me
I'm flowing ever so smoothly
Only get better with
game, heroin in
The vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who the next nigga
Ta get popped by a cop? Who the next in the hood 2
Get shot? I hope it ain't me
But now if you'd come
I'd welcome anything
From the five and ten cent store,
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me
v9
98 gang im homerton living SLATT
GET bent by my kitchen, back roads this ding dong spinning
see him ,Ching it, my young boys did it
how's he
And if you movin weight
Treat yo'self to an uzi
The first hit for free (damn)
But the next time you see me
You betta have twenty G
5
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
In case these the niggas don't play by the rules
I can remember when I was just wishin' a thirty cent flipper we stood on the block
Grabbin' it hard
Tell me why, why why
Tell me why
Tell me how really feel inside
Tell me have I been living a lie
Tell me what it is and are you hidden in disguise
making up my own bed this week one dollar
For going to the store fifty cents
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty five cents
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?
Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess
Ah, wenta-five wunna bid me biddle, want to five want to five want to five, wudja
Biddle on a twenty-five.
Gotta twenty-five dollar bidja-biddle
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
said, "Photos: twenty-five cents each"
Black and white, saw a '30s bride
And two lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house
The kinda love that
Love me tonight girl, we won't meet again
Don't fight the feeling, 'cause love ain't a cent
Let your body decide what it does
It's okay baby
Life, Lord you know me
This ain't life, this ain't love, save me
I'm gon' live my life, hey
Thug Life, Lord you know me
Yo, yo
So what, you think
what you want, you know I'm the dope queen
Call me what you want, you know I'm the dope queen
I'm dopey by design
I'm dopey by design
My brain is not
anything from
The five and ten cent store,
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
DJ Whoo Kid:Yea (?) Lloyd Banks 50 Cent G-Unit Here We Go you should be here wit me bitch, you should come and make me rich, girl you know girl you
Not long ago it was a buck twenty-five
A buck twenty-five, a buck twenty-five
Not long ago it was a buck twenty-five
If you had a few quarters
You
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