Lyrics:
the man, not a myth
I'm not the type that you can walk up and EFF with
Don't sleep, just peep the whole damn connnnn-cept
I'M OUT TO WRECK!! Sucker MC's
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
that letter was loud, I got 'em watchin' the mail (Yeah)
I ain't dropped in a year so the streets been fiendin'
I'll hop out that Rolls truck, go
bound to get hit
Roll his dead mans up in a spliff
We gon put a new opp on the list
How you smokin my dead and you ain't catch a hit?
Nigga got hopped by
know that you keep me from feeling blue
And you make me happy, when everything I do gets me in trouble
But river can rock, river can roll
River can
rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne
Cristals by the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though (me)
Slick like a gato, ya boy Jay-Z
My pops
ever leavin' (I don't know)
The DJ put my record on, she dancing to my shit (Ooh)
Damn that booty got me all entranced by moving it (Hot mama)
Like she
to put my shit on iTunes
People say take it day by day but that's just how time moves
I'm a cracker in the ritz like a cracker
Quit the chatter you ain't
to that "rock 'n' roll" fame is this Cleveland steamer
Urban Dictionary that
Your bitch is very fat
On this dick is where she at
And to think you thought
(damn!)
I ain't got no money for bail, that's real as fuck (f'real)
Trying to get a meal ticket and kick it
Chill, catch a plane to Spain or maybe Brazil
makin' ghetto jams
OH what I'm feelin' is that in my Cali ways
So roll some dope, (oww) and go ahead and blaze
God damn Loc here we go again
Steppin
really wanna fuck with no hoe
I'm the man that be puttin' on the show
How this boy get this damn cold?
M-money that I'm givin' on the low
I don't really
know you motherfuckers can relate
It's written down in ghetto law and taught by this ghetto church
That's why my hollow keeps me strapped, cause
rolls
In the kitchen by the stove
R. Kelly bitch that's what I'm on
Leave me alone when I'm in my zone
Big ape king kong
Put her ass where she belong
tight (God damn)
Steve Urkel (yeah), two strands, doubled up, got a half pipe (whew-whew)
Heard he down bad, that's a sad life
Tell the bitch, "Act
Bad bitch counting my guap
She be staring down that money, she can take what she wants
Bad bitch pull up to the spot
Better run away, we damn near
that
Ain't nothing like me, man
Trust that
Gah damn
Gah damn
Rock that CK coat when it's hitting like 30 outside
I ain't doing no live
I ain't sitting
Ooh ooh, Yeah
I ain’t come here wit no expectations (expectations)
Then you gave me that smile from cheek to cheek
Gave me ya hand like you tired
That's when I hit the window, indo' coming out the back room
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar
Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me
Cab just
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
the tootsie roll
That's how we do
Do it hot
And if you understood, would you
Stop hating and playing hard
I got a loaded bodyguard
Don't make him pull
the tootsie roll
That's how we do
Do it hot
And if you understood, would you
Stop hating and playing hard
I got a loaded bodyguard
Don't make him pull
the church
Pass a plate around pulling bucks out her purse
Foremost and first my hunger and thirst
Is not for no blood-stained paper but my love to be
the rocks
Praying that we never get caught by the cops
These Niggas on 4-1 be capping a lot
I'm the only nigga who got rich from the block
cll y'all
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