Lyrics:
interview)
Yeah, yeah alright what's up
(OK I have another question) Yeah
(I wanna know what you guys think about these groups dissing Jodeci?)
We don't
the feds (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up in that thing with Stunna (yeah), interior red (tell 'em)
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid,
That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been through
And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
'Cause you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm
know as well as I know
That you don't want to die
I give's ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do
Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We
(uh-huh)
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck (brr)
I hope you didn't pay them 'cause they didn't have no success (nope)
You seen my interview
(uh-huh)
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck (brr)
I hope you didn't pay them 'cause they didn't have no success (nope)
You seen my interview
I've got to live crazy straight,
(Chorus)
Word up,we do it like that,thug life
Na meen,back to Iraq,regulate worldwide,what's tha deal,make a mill
the M's for the readdies
Invest in a speshy (Speshy)
Headie One trying to roll on
That land like Kelly
We was doing anything green get shelly
Still do it
No we not the same I where it better
I step on this fashion
I pop me a x on the plane
Touch down and I wake up
And right when I wake up
That bitch
Figure it out, bitch
Uh
Sippin' Gatorade and that shit extra blue
And I do not know you
Because my soul is - what?!
And you ugly too
I don't like that
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and fred benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "bitch!"
You
an e
Mail interview? Oh what the heck
I can't resist! "Hey, 'ma, guess what today
I did another magazine interview!
Honey, that's great
You're really
to listen to that joint L made"
Word up
That's the joint you gotta listen to, why know what I mean?
Check this out why y'all
I got the key that fits
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
calm down)
That nigga be on some bullshit, you know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah
He ain't no real producer, you know
We don't play by the rules
Let me spray mine
With the window down
Imma pop that bitch
Like a trey nine yeah I got that shit
With the window down
all caps planting seeds
Hoping I believe that it's all facts
Like "Do you really see yourself
Becoming rich off rap?"
I really do, with the help of my
ten, so I rarely give good advice
(I was by myself last night)
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount
made it, he didn't
but ain't shit happen
what can I do, but go on livin'
fleein' from the condoe, I go on a ribbon
life goes on, that might sound wrong
what’s going on
(SIGHS)
LISTEN THERE’S A TERM THAT WE USE
TO FLIP BACK AND FORTH
BETWEEN THESE WHITE PEOPLE
THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT WE DO
LEMME
tentacles (uh-huh)
Fuck the talkin', I'm out here makin' some chemicals, yo
(Nah I mean? That's how we do it, we official, my nigga) yeah
Seven-five just
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
really need that
So I hit my mama up
Start giving us some feedback
And I said we gone get it
Told em that I got it
Told em that I swear to god
I do this
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