Lyrics:
the club up, listen up
Hey girl, where's your drink? We goin' all get real drunk tonight
Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get fucked up tonight
And by
the club up, listen up
Hey girl, where's your drink? We goin' all get real drunk tonight
Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get fucked up tonight
And by
to my granny
Till I push her down the stairwell
And im sendin her care mail
Like get well you old hag
Ill bring the pain like a blow fag
Staplin one his
can't seem to get it right
Spent damn near half what I made
And I came from the block where it's storming
And I came from them trenches by my lonely
And I
not for ladies
It's incase I get knocked by the old bailey
'Cause jail? one-on-one street? gun-to-gun
Little niggers is tiresome but
Back on this music,
get through the day (oh, day)
Won't say no name, I'm not a snitch
But one night at the Ritz
Did some shit I shouldn't of did (at the Ritz, shouldn't
My bones is where the beach is white
Where the beach is white, 'cause they bleached us light
So I'm goin' back home, I took a leap last night
So I'm
Trippin balls with my Jaw half
Way across the cemetery
Goin hella white on the pills I just took
That's life and I'm west i bang
Loads of drugs but not ket
me I don't care about her doctorate
I'm honest she likes the smoke pass the pot bitch
Dreads swang, chains ain't goin in a mosh pit
Don't
It isssssss
Time to get lit
You know that's how get it
I'm talkin' lit like fluorescent
We gettin' turnt no exceptions
Got the beat supplied by Neuro
Yo, uh, huh, yes sir
Turn everything up some more
The drums you know, the music and shit
(Holla back)
I'm goin' for it now
(Holla back)
Yes sir
goin to Hell 'cause they wanted to sell, now was it worth it?
i know all about survival, im a ghetto man
but let me tell you where its crackin
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
on my way home
That's like they take our slave women
And bend them quicker than when we hit it
Where you think lightskin came from? (Huh?)
I heard
Where the G's at? Where the keys at?
Where the 22's on them SUV's at?
Gotta have that from the do'
And gotta get me some mo'
Man, you think I'm goin
thoughts
Don't get ya people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch
Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My click
was throwin stones in a glass house
Rappers pass out, ass out
And anyone left on the scene who has doubts
y'all fools ain't got no nuts I'm doin
think I'm goin' nowhere, and that makes me nervous.
Everybody's out to get me but I feel alright,
Everybody's out to get me but I feel alright,
and the rap Jason's enemies leave gushing
Murdering with the heat, produced by tone beatz
B-I-G Bailey, I do my own thing
That's why you must clone me to get
eyes, you looked at the floor
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (Fuck goin' on)
What's goin' on? Nigga, do we got a problem?
Uppin'
it[00:11.96]I'm blowin' lines of bath salts, bitch I'm goin' ham[00:14.97]I sniffed about a gram and I don't know who I am[00:17.96]Now watch me as I change into
Pearl Bailey
I'm not an Israeli
But I'm hittin' like Halley's
Comet
Drop it
Funk is the topic
I'm off like a rocket
A porno in a pocket
I'm different
you won't believe what done
Happened to me now man! What?
-I let this nigga come out my
House and he fucked my bitch!
But I'm gon' kill him when he
Get
quicker than g in a day
She say we mud but the streets in the play
If its up, I'm finna take it to the max, aye
I'm from the trenches left and I ain't going
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