Lyrics:
me)
I keep it movin', fuck what's not important
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here with some money
Excuse me, (whoa) it's a real nigga here
a muthafuckin choice
Muthafucka
(So niggas is forced to do dirt) --> Prodigy
Born hustler
I only run with real niggas who wear gold and jewels
Diamond rings,
feet
You'll find me where
You hear harmony so bittersweet
And I know, and I know I'm not up to the task
But I thought I'd just ask
So can you stay with
yours
Pussy nigga...make me laugh
A pimp who fall in love with known whores
God damn
These goofy niggas really talking down, like
They got the sound...but
I do adore ya
Vicky Lee, oh Vicky Lee
Won't you grab a cup with me
Misses Vicky, Misses Vic
What is this some kind of trick
How could I be so love
shielding my dick
Have baby by me baby these groupies they make me sick
My stick we don't restrict we get through thick like afro picks
It feels Vic's
wrong make me not fuck with u
Same old song something like Sadie do
Tryna play a ni$%a like a PlayStation 2
You think u playing who
Ni$%a I stay strapped
my squad is a beast And I put that on me yeah
One the Coldest in town big vic and I put that on me yeah
Been down for the count I ain't stopping it now
on the floor with ya armor loose
Break the raw down and sign truces
Then switch the next muthafuckin' date, fuck all excuses
When you see me it's real, I'm
up you won't get it up
You won't show dice with a deuce at me
In the club are like 30 bands
Going hard till I prove something
Going lie on him he
on hoes
Hoes spend money on me
Like to make em buy me clothes
By using my mouthpiece
I tell em I ain't got no bread
I ain't got no paper
You heard
You know I'm out here in the land of
Drug dealers
Gang bangers and killers
You feel me
I gotta keep that bitch with me
Just in case
You feel me
Fuck
Yuh
Niheem, Lets talk
Mmm (Mmm, mmm)
Do the dash in the wraith when I go by (Vroom)
Yea
I call that shit Westbrook (Uh, huh) the way that it blow by
Black Girl Got It
Kiole Just blessed me with a beat that's melodic
She swear she cant sing but her lil shy ass fire
My righa Rico threw the Brazy
OF THESE HATERS BY THE SIGHT OF ME
YOU GON' NEED TO MODIFY A BIC AND TRY TO LIGHT A 'T'
MIX IT WITH A SIDE OF 'E' TO TRY TO GET AS HIGH AS ME
SOLID GOLD
nebezpečněj je chtíč a vše
Co ti může dát, by ti chtěl dát dvakrát víc
There's no place to go
There's no place to stay
One thing's for sure
I always know where
Chanel bag?"
55 hundo, pop green, and I ball
Like Rondo
Catch me, North-South, with a dime ho
Turnt up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I go, make a million
and the nigga ain't buggin
So watch ya step or stay pep like a rally
'cause I can shake it, like Andre is up in Cali
The Valley, but don't shake a nigga with
Uh, okay baby come over, stay for me
(Stay for me) baby come over, stay for me
(Stay for me) I need my lady to come over
Stay for me (stay for me
want to, but don't complain with the homies
(play with the homies)
Write a song, talk shit, and I'll return to the bars slowly
(bars slowly)
But while we
prove you the truth or
Get beat by some dudes
You are street with Adidas and boots
Then get your chick boned and
Rip fold her over
My big dick'll show her
past them
It was me and E he clutching on his stick
Talking bout they got the drop, tryna get 1 up on his vic
We left em birdy, left em nick
I'm bout sum
the shit hits the fan, that ass'll get dropped
Mc's want to attack me but them punks can't cope
I'll have you left without a job, like Isley from The Love
Life's a bitch
I stay getting the short end of the stick
Con$cious got em shooken like when people drive old police crown Vic's
I hit the peoples
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