Lyrics:
(Lear')
Two-fifty each ear, what you say? I can't hear (huh?)
Shoot dices, my prices, they lower than serious (low)
She ride the dick, speed it up by
the midst of a lingo
Even yet, though, you was on a mission with visions of knockin' booty
Excuse me, II Tru ain't comin' in
(We ain't even goin' down like
It's 2AM in the morning and it's uh
Light showers and you're probably hookin' up with that girl
That's been, two-wayin you all week
Her baby
around in the darkest tint
Money on me n its gettin spent
She wipin me down like she cleanin the lint
If i was rich
I wouldnt stop smokin pack by the zip
E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan, and a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw, Outlaw)
rap? Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the only thing makin' pay besides smoke and work
On a mission listen more chips my goal and position
First
E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan, and a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw, Outlaw)
at the two guard
Automatic scoring
Want a woman that's doin' it
Got her own stash
Some Halle Berry, Salli Richardson
Stacey Dash
Come to all Venus' tennis
Frustrated, I know it hurts
But you just makin’ it worse
Confidence is key
Pick it up piece by piece
Your come up don’t have to do with speed
Success don’t
gone pick’em up
knees on the floor, pick that shit and start to suck it up
Got 2 weeks to pay the money I lent u up
Bro still want to whip that Benz
I'm havin' fun wit it but man this ain't a hobby
You can't stop me
You tryna print but you only good at makin' copies
I'm sippin' coffee no vodka I'm
three phones, go to sleep in that two tone
Trap looking like a group home, niggas out side with no shoes on
(Hook)
One Plus one might equal two but that
anya)
Gat 2 milli on the Floor
3, 4 milli in the Dome
Might just get whipped by the Porsche
We ain't playing no more
I get money by the minute
I blow time
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
think my money dizzy
By the way Spend it (Spinn it ) Get out the way , cause I done been there and done it I'm on another mission, she talkin' like she
jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs makin' me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In
jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs makin' me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In
know we bumpin it, celebratin
Money makin and ain't nobody playa hatin
As I roll with the homies and we cruise up the blocks
The 17's spinnin letting
the pen'
Makin' money off of cuss words, writin' again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset likin' the scene
What's
niggas just lie please stay in your lane (yo what)
Or I'll go the other way (other way)
I'm at the stu makin heat all day
So what the fuck can you niggas
like I'm a beaver
Kill that, move like a cheetah
Wear black and white like I'm a zebra
Makin money yeah I'm a keeper
You can ask my girl just how I
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
on offense
I'm wakin' up early just to make it to the office
Blue collar, blues out the foreign, blue money
A house on my wrist, invested two hundred
My
already gassed
Get on the go
What do you know?
Stay on the mission I cannot revolt
Getting the most
While I'm engulfed
Three two one go
Now, listen
You
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