Lyrics:
too bad
When one door open they close two more
I ball and dragon y'all that Goku glow
Stash grams in ceiling fans
I don't do blow or pills
My 40 below's
the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
on the steeple
And we know "New Jack City" got to keep my brother
But to be number one I'ma beat my brother
On that "Diamonds (Remix)" I swore I spazzed
Then
on the steeple
And we know "New Jack City" got to keep my brother
But to be number one I'ma beat my brother
On that "Diamonds (Remix)" I swore I spazzed
Then
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she
señorita
Mami, my mamacita
DJ Ceez at Viva
NATO's hosting, I'm belling my dealer
Don't look down, don't need a fan, man I'm good with the crown
Label
don't need hoes cause I ain't Santa
Open my Twitter dropping hints like Snapple facts
I like eatin' healthy somebody crack the Apple Jacks
They thought I
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
Battlecat
But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't rippin jack
Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley
("Bring it to me!")
We can go rhyme for rhyme
of ya'll older than me and you are still not in my league
I made a 100 last week we seem to cannot compete
They don't understand my music I'm in 2027
I'm
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she
vuitton'd up
You might as well have on von dutch and tommy hilfiger with a debt
I don't do dirt, I don't call scenes
I send niggas through to leave a mess
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
some couture
Your baby daddy hating, tell that nigga do his chores
Girl you know my steel and I elevated yours
Jack boys tried to Deebo, Simba with me
[Mase]
I'm in party mode now, uhh, you don't stop
c'mon, with the, with the, c'mon
D-Dot, c'mon
Chorus: Mase
Is it you? (Y'all the ones
a fuckin' problem with me, dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they
a fuckin' problem with me, dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they
where we go
By the evening we catching vibes
Hmm hmm
We wake up in the morning just chill and relaxin
Grab a six pack
And listen to Jack Johnson
The only
know how we do when the young niggas peel out
Don't squeal [undecipherable]
[Ice-T]
If you niggas don't know you should know by now
Ice got more
what we know
(and) no matter what they try to do
They can't stop the show
Now, girls, I'm proud of every one of you
Cass, spit out your gum, it don't
me? They all conspiracy theories
Worthless, like testing Ev' defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
gesturing
at the radio like the DJ's can see me
I'm screamin so my windows got steamy
Every song sounds the same, if they're lookin for fame
why do their
what we know
(and) no matter what they try to do
They can't stop the show
Now, girls, I'm proud of every one of you
Cass, spit out your gum, it don't
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