Lyrics:
it, map it, we can score
it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand
by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my
lyrics and two shotties
to know
Talk to 'em
It's a shame you don't treat me right
Then I stick by your side
Girl, my work is Nine to Five
To buy the things that you like
vacation"
[Snoop Dogg]
I was just thinking to myself man
Y'know this Blue Carpet Treatment record is deep to me
And I need to let my peoples know how
lane or two
Brake the brick what I came to do VVS's now chain is blue
Them niggas done got you gassed up, too much of that propane in you
My diamonds
up my brain
Driving me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer sludgy, greasy slime
I'm always bucking with Father Time
Cause he's my motherfucking enemy number one
I remember a nigga staring at pictures when shit was all good
But now that picture is ripped up
And Mojo ain't been the same since my family split up
the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point
I went from Medication
To Meditation
Was ignorin' the man in the mirror
I had to face it
Was lyin' on the pavement
With my face split
Threw my self
of control...
So you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me by yesterday, when I have moved on..."
[Freddie Foxxx:]
That's right...
My heart is colder than
Might just have to get into
Might just have to see what you do
My heart it been split into
Still can't get my mind off you too
Stick by me I'll
cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup
Tellin my mens what? Ten times platinum and we ends up
draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape
cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup
Tellin my mens what? Ten times platinum and we ends up
draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape
King of my city, I need me a crown
My bitch she the queen, I'ma get her the gown
Smokin' this loud and I smoke by the pound
Come to your city, we
Shit
It's Wiz Khalifa man
This shit hot, right?
Now don't blink cause the flow is closer, don't think
True diplomat, no Jim Jones and no Pink
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
and chills
Long time stroke down on shorty after traps meals
Light recharged, now I'm trying to dive back in them bills
Rubbing on my pockets, ain't know how I
of the family (hey)
My mama had to cry for this
My gang had to slide for this (slide)
Pistol P had to die for this (die)
Doin' time through the wire for this
defective
When the Goonies split forever?
‘Cause them niggas added Glu
(e) , then they couldn’t stick together!
Now you jokin’ in your rounds
Is how the fans
Money coming in by the truck load, look like I just hit a lick
The percs kicked in, i’ma a over dose, split another with my bitch
Money come & money
spend an hour by myself
How the fuck will I not make it with all these Hours on the shelf?
Time is money and I believe it is pay me o-clock
Dear my
it's a killin' now
Kill it, split it, know you feel it, pivot, I'ma get it flip it, till I'm ceiling bound
I'ma grind for this paper,
Times on the mind,
can't rest
Times is hard
GATS in the projects
Niggas got jealous since my LP
Made life better
Now why'll hate me
Putting my life down for G-O-D
I
waitin' for the pot to boil
Man, I can't wait to see your rock from orbit
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring Brad
waitin' for the pot to boil
Man, I can't wait to see your rock from orbit
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring Brad
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