Lyrics:
white tainted pills and it's all-inclusive
This ain't what you wanted, stupid, I threw the bait
Huge mistake, you 'bout to fall into it, show me your
All the gangsters out that third stop
That mutherfuckin' bullshit don't you
Know you dissin' a U. N. L. V. theme bitch
Cash Money productions comin'
a shot of gin, with the sharks you'll swim
I hope g-d can forgive me for all that I sin, I'm blessed got everything I need in my chest
I'll climb everest
Korea
Jo-burg, Dublin, Tanzania
Lunch with Mandella, dinner with Cavalli
Still got time to get water out to everybody
Everybody, fall back
Y'all
still a boy (yeah)
Know I grip the yeeky tighter when I feel annoyed (gang land)
The people show us pure love out in Illinois (gang land)
If you don't
it all
And I bawled my eyes out, they seemed really concerned
And took my details so I could then be referred
So I felt better for doing it, but
bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "f*** the world" [Repeat: x2]
Man ever since life been
Empty beer bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "fuck the world" [Repeat: x2]
[Ludacris]
Man
discussion, smoking big dope with the fam
Stoney on the bus, used to hot box a van
In and out the cites, group the women and the weed
All these male groupies
out there drinkin too much codeine
Breathe in the heat tilt your head to the sky
When you see me like you got a nose bleed
They see my shit all gas no
go
That's how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen death around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a Hot Boy, I'll
ear
Fucked in the head if you
Think you come near
Me with the rhymes
Y'all couldn't bust out
With a fake set of tits
cnd a skimpy brazere.
I'm
boy I still pray about him
And this my same boy, I later found out
My ex-girl has some feels for
That night when I came to his room to share my pain
She
Man, I wanna tell you all something, man
Man I'm not gonna let these material things
Get in my way, y'll
I'm trying to get somewhere
I'm trying
the world but it’s all theirs
Got court advantage ain’t playing fair
We conquerors, we joint heirs
Ain’t nothing on me that I can’t bare
Ain’t nothing homie,
myself return by death
So I could kill dat boy again
I made my bed im layin in
To keep creating greater sin
My back keep gettin heavier
I guess its time I
for a spell
Sure as hell felt like they could quell all that wasn't well
Three weeks in with some gin now Donny wants more
Seems Lilly's been spied
know I been the GOAT, couldn't see me through the smoke
Cleared it now, all they see is gold, but don't fall cause murder what she wrote
Keep your eyes
still to repair
(We workin' on it)
Did it all with love, God, and Jesus (amen)
World in his palms, Akeem still needed Lisa (he needed her)
I hope he
oops, we caught you by suprise
[Mad Skillz]
While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint
inside this girl
I feel so comfortable, comfortable
lovin' everybody in the world
I feel so comfortable shakin' with relief
Shakin' all these asses with
the world to rights, sit back and watch it all slide by
It's a view from a train, pay somebody else to drive see the suits,
I see the suits sunning
funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If niggas try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a nigga from behind
In this world
Man, I wanna tell you all something, man
Man I'm not gonna let these material things
Get in my way, y'll
I'm trying to get somewhere
I'm trying
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