Lyrics:
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up,
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
Marj said be home by 9
No way can I let that slide
We stay lit on these sides
I don't know what you think this is (Lol)
PG no guidance needed (None)
is
You best get outta their way
Shut your damn mouth if she got something to say
It's like, yeah baby, no baby, whatever you want baby
Whatever it
, listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
to myself it's time to go jack
I grabbed a couple clips, loaded up the gat
I ran out the house, jumped in the Cutlass
Tired of bein broke, damn, fuck this
gotta be the same cats
I can tell by they strange acts
When they mumble to each other
Like Milan they run for cover
New 'cause this bitch that I
they sleeping on me bet ring them up just like bells
To all my fucking opps they gon catch all these shells
Got no co-sign I got the money not nothing
"This afternoon we want to talk about"
"Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from"
Five yers ago when I was in high school
No bills
the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep
seeing me
With bars like this she ain't leaving me
Now her bras unclipped she teasing me
Making a movie no DVD
Yeah, Uh
Side-track rewind it
Back to back
no way
You is the little man
Wasn’t feedin’ me no way" haha
Chea you could get got on the spot
Shot in the club parking lot from the AK
I’m shootin’
blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except for my patent shoes
I make them shine
Well most the time
Except the other day my feet were trotting on by
to Rest In Peace
Or I’m laying in the hills out in Beverly
Written by William Johnson
the other day
An old old lady came my way
She said, "I'll be glad when you 'come 18
I'm gonna give you a funkin' like you ain't never seen!"
I said,
straight raw no condom
USDA certified Johnson
Monster mayhem, may them rest in peace who wan get me
Im standing up on they grave wit one leg up and im
Hitting you up your like no other
I know your from a different city
I know your from a different town
I know your from a different state
I know your from
we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, so quick, this could
a paycheck
You can pay me in jacks
Watch it turn to a rack
Bitch I feel like I’m the rapping D Rose
My body be failing feel injury prone
Been betrayed by my
any other way
No
Lemme talk
Read your Bible
Don't make idols
Crashing towers
Like it's Eiffel
Higher power
Give me sight tho
Cause without You
I go
a fucking answer
Called my shit but don't know cancer
No fucking heart for Sander
Boots suppose to end your slander
You call that bullying?
Bitch you can't
fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high"
Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don't remove my Polos on the first
me on my cell phone
just to ask me how many heffers did Swel done
No comment, the mo' questions the less answers
And some of you thugs win Awards for..
other wit' no mercy for yo's
I speak these words into existence
For the rich and the poor
I hope your conscious took you further
than just gettin'
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