Lyrics:
of you, yup, you're gonna have so much fun
They gonna shoot us in the air mama, okay?
C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mama
Hold your head back, hold your
straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK,
straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK,
feel
And she knows I'm pb
So she wana pop it no till
And she mine you c
An tell by her walk
And she mine you
Know that for sure
All this fighting makes
K-I-P-P-A-K-O-N-D-E-S
Yeah, skippin' up here
I'm the best, 2021, baby
Yes, do it, go and get loose
Break it down, bro, with the Spark 2
Havin' fun
What up, son
I hate
the team (go)
I'm gettin' pissed while I'm listening to this shit, I can't believe (woo, woo)
That I fell for a bitch that tried to knock me off my P (P
foot grave
I need a new dimension, got to supersize
A Jacobean ladder to a parallel prize
The walks by faith, the sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag
me have to body some (thing)
Hey yo
New York, New York, The Empire State
I live hell nigga this the belly of the beast
I step foot out the crib, no
fucking his thot
But I had to stop
Cause there ain't no fun in it
I got a drop on the spot
And we gon' run in it
Brand new whip off the lot
I got a gun in
Well there was an old hermit named dave
Who lived by himself in the woods in a cave
Ate from a turtle shell, slept on a bath skin had a seven foot
the dirt
Where I hailed from, life was cheaper than dirt
So many men can make it to the dirt
Double-crossed by the streets by treachery and dirt
the dogg then work that trap
And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me
I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me
the car driving fast
Slamming my foot on the gas
Missing your touch
I be lonely lonely lonely without you
Ayo
Ayo
P1 gotta speed fast
Gotta bitch, she got
wanna do this for those that inspired me to be
And multi faded me, to store my legacy
I give a shut up to my man Ezze E
A big R.I.P, cause he believed
remember), oh, when we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin' brew, but now they drive-by (baby)
I remember (I remember), oh, when we used to play
Shoot 'em
always fun my vision
Always shines Ghost rings 'till all opps die leaving shells
From my bells at the crimes scenes by killing o-p-p's
I bring
lines for the homies
That's R.I.P., you feel me? Aiight let's learn these niggaz sumtin'
We gon' run down the line like this...
[Prodigy]
Before I get
Right foot left
One foot two
I aint your fuckin' soldier
I've been playing by the rules
Left, foot march
Hut 1 2 chant
Pulled up my own bootstraps
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
I got a hundred sum bitches tryna Have fun
I'm getting richer everytime that i Drop sum
I cannot fuck that lil bitch cause she Act dumb
I got
Uh! He heh
Master P and Treach nigga
It's all family baby
Get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers
And when we posse up these
and when he died we cried, the whole city choked
R.I.P Doo Doo, Lando, Stacey, and Poo Poo
Rest well baby these streets want turn my foot loose (Y'all be
and she tell me to show her some cake
(Verse 1)
Say you live by the gun
You gonna die by the gun
N*Gia die about these funds
Tryna take some of my money
follow my trail
I'ma be the pedestal, we all gon' prevail
Treat everything like a test, I ain't planning to fail
If P-Trill on the track, here's a story
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