Lyrics:
to open doors with a half a key
Fish scale by the whale, call it catch release
No limit to it, no limit
I'm still with the go-getters and the gorillas
money
Uhh
Screaming "uhhh"; Master P
Baby, that ass looking like a masterpiece
Used to open doors with a half a key
Fishscale by the whale, call it
the keys to the ride
2 hours later she was wit me getting high
Private flights taking trips to Versailles
Get yo money
Don't trust no thot
Pull up
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
it ain't no thang...
You can't check a checker
But when you want to try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga like you
I always crooked by the book
Trust nobody
Trust nobody they all serpents
Can't imagine life as a servant
But maybe I always been one
Used by the devil
No narcotics
When I say my niggas push keys
Probably hear about it
Before I ever say a fucking thing
I ain't playing
Circle tighter than a wedding ring
trust you like a black van
Had some bumps in the road, I turned it to a flat land
Your bitch lit, all my bitches litter like a cat, man
And my lil'
special
That's gonna get you foreign keys
Diamonds on my neck probably cost a quarter key
Don't make no princess, how they gliss gliss
I'ma big dealer
inside
Consumed by fear
Devoured by doubt
Inch by inch it slipped
It's way through the cracks
Deep into my chest
Suffocating my heart
Trust me when I
He got a black mask, uh-huh eight hours for a trip, bitch, I got jet lag
Thoughts inside my head, it got me goin' fast And I watch niggas fail, no I
a family tree (Yeah, girl)
Girl I was by your side, so you can trust me (Babe)
Please don't go, I want you to believe in me
Here we go again
Girl I got you
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yo, in the land of the unseen
to the black and the white
And, endless indulgence to the youth in the night
Cold scripture, we're all used to me causing a ruck
Drowning women and many
the first seeds
Then both gotta have a good connection
Don't forget about trust
It shouldn't be built off of lust
Honesty is also a must
No more black
surprise
Got my shorty flyin' in with keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my china thing
She half black half oriental eighty-six she
Only thing I trust is my money and my drugs
Lately I've been chillin, I ain't been goin' out to no clubs
Plenty shots, we gon' flip his car sumn
on my two
Even when there's no one to talk to
Imma keep on pushing without you
To get free
Black woman
First mother birth mother
We all know it
But some
fade to black
Where I was warm oh now I feel cold
And when did the light through my window change
I pass by your house
It's so empty to see all
say
Feel so good!
Now, the band
Back there on bass, and key bass
We got, Quincy Ray
Yeah
Yeah
Over there on the organ
We got, Sounds By Shad
Yeah
scenario
Make some power moves and tighten up my bankroll
Chumps are leary though, they see me as a threat
I'm like the black Dutch Schultz when you
We Honor your life since they won't How could All Lives Matter if Our Lives Don't
I am screaming Black Lives Matter from the Boardroom to the Block No
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