Lyrics:
right here though?
This? (Huh, yeah yeah, there we go, that's what I'm fuckin' talkin' about)
Bars
Yeah, uh
Still in the game with you
Wettin'
hold us back ain't been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down
skillt me, your glares don't tilt me
My pops def' built me to the point
I'm not moved by no thing
Man or material, crime without the serial
Never been
this thing out)
Wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone)
And wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H-U-G music plays on, plays on)
It don't stop (it
bitches still fiendin'
I ain't got time tryna play with a hoe right now
I'll tell a bitch Mike Jack beat it
JEFE BITCH
Let me smoke my weed in peace
Exhale
spit then I go back
Erase shit till I get the right rap
Till I get the right rhyme, then I hit the mic last
Wanna copy flows you can't recite that
So
live a thousand lives
Each one with you right by my side
But yet we find ourselves in a less than perfect circumstance
And so it seems like we'll
don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel
Aw shit, Aw fuck
Me, Kali and Ces we go to get bucks
On the path but didn't think we'd get stuck
By some crass lads that's 'bout to get tough
Waddup Midwest
They forgot about the 4th coast, it aint nuttin though
What up Arkansas, Minnesota, Kansas, Kentucky, Missouri
Everybody in the Lou
be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
the desert, fam
It gets cold, boy
Sharing one fucking tablecloth
Really throws you off
You start seeing things
Now it's time to play your cards right
It's
Ba ba baa baa ba ba baa
You was a nigga finally make me kill one of y'all
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
Right up under my
right girl
I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing
and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin
Tell me how now
Like
Lou we can make it all day
Put you on to money show you how to play the game
I fly like paper get high like planes
I don't need no fucking credit I got
No Drake and Rick Ross
I'm lemon pepper Lou
I float out the bubble
Right after you blew high
Holup wait a minute
Just thought about Cyhi
Been a lil
schools
I would rather they shoot up some heron
And move
Crack in the land of the rich And the rude
Right by dove landing I seen how they move
When we was
man, went from that to makin a livin
Rightous willin, the only thing supreme swimmin
And proceed, to not smoke weed around the seed
It's the new way,
paranoid
Brothers afraid to be unemployed
Because Jay-Zs' ready
To play with the big boys
I gots to get it, 'til then I won't stop
Too many years rock bottom
chemistry is greater
Turn a quiet boy to a blind destroyer
By adding some gamma to this beta
The Illuminati voted and agreed to send
Your green ass to space,
Schneider: I'm Jewish!?!?!
Drei-Dels: Put on your yarmulke, here comes Chanukah...
Rob Schneider: The guy in Willie Nelson's band who plays harmonica
outfit, could get your mouth split
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
'Cause I slang these things like a G
It's on, is anybody killing for
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
'Cause I slang these things like a G
It's on, is anybody killing for the summertime
I gotta get another
at the awards
With a dress better than Jennifer's and doin' big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You lookin' good, girl, show you right
Dre told
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