Lyrics:
ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Get ?, burn the whole store down all by myself
up Lil Bro a member of the gang they joined
Just in case they want the smoke
Deshaun Williams or Lil Sho lived in the hood and wasn't always fed
Father
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
then i’m a fool
Yah
Call me mr ouu
(Yah)
Passionate like ouu
(Yah)
Gat the drip like ouu
(Yah)
Fashionista ouu
(Yah)
Your girl love my ouu (Yah)
I don’t
[Mr. Lil One]
Homicide carrols unloadin from these barrels
'Mr. Rap Devil' still got the bow and arrows
Havok to the maggots turn the devil into a faggot
of the hit,
Made by the fools in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, then come lil man
I'm loadin' that ni-zine from the darkness
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
a lil dope
Man that's all I really need
We gon roll a lil weed
We gon smoke a lil dope
Until my eyes Bleed
We gon roll a lil weed
We gon roll a lil dope
a fool,
If for wealth he doesn't strive?
Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than
fall
Mr. Bush sit down, I'm in charge of the war!
Yes yes y'all, the I-N-S bless y'all
Stop hearts like cholesterol, let's brawl
Never fall, tear
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
over there?
{Mr. Shadow]
The one over there?
[Mr. Lil One]
Yeah the one with the bald headed fool lookin like a fuckin geek
Check it out check it out,
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
love
That bitch April fools
This my story
Lil bitch I'm a real author
Came home I won the title
Nigga Candance Parker
Real swaggy nigga
Yeahh
Im
seen me like her pic, I probably fucked her before
I'm a ho, I know I'm a ho
But don't you call me that, lil' nigga, that shit come with the smoke
chop the bamboo when the blunt through
Shawty don't get used to them other dudes
She tired of getting used by them other dudes
Lil Shawty you need you
do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers like the blunt go
Been shoving folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the type to grin and bear it
The second
Mr. Johnny Cage, running down the rain
Trynna chase down some girls
He is a dreamy boy
Always making noise
Too sure of himself
But a fool sometimes
Synthesizer preachers can reach you up in the pulpit
Who a bitch?
Give me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
Tell his mamma not to cry
Because they can clone
Synthesizer preachers can reach you up in the pulpit
Who a bitch?
Give me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
Tell his mamma not to cry
Because they can clone
ooh lawd, them boys on the map again
Who they be? Mr. Ball and them Ying-Yang Twins
And when you down for yours, my nigga, I'm down for mine
Now don't
Yooooo
Its Mr.CatchMeIfYouCan
Trynna make this ginger bread
Boy i been the man
Stop playing
How you hating and a fan
Im leveling up
You understand
Stay there, runnin with more kids than daycare
One shot prove it ain't nuttin but weight here
When he lands flat I'm the minivan
With Lil' Cease,
Yeah!
They ain't ready for this one nephew (nah!)
Lil Jon (hey!) Snoop Dogg (uh-huh!)
Turn this shit up nigga! (let's go!)
[Chorus]
1800, I
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