Lyrics:
rookie of the year, but a major in the league
So, how you doin' haters stay away from me
You don't wanna see the chopper
When the boys get silly
I wish I would have known how
Deep the holes in Hollywood go
It's dangerous to put truth in your songs
They been tappin' my phone
Got a van parked
devils bleedin', only black blood drippin'
We can change, what your mouth say?
I'm watchin' niggas work their lives out without pay
Whatever it takes
Yaun take it to the streets let
The whole world know it
It's the chance for your big career
Don't blow it
Or get it blown from the top gun nigga
I ain't
a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
Fuck your love songs
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do
himself
Stitched by Dapper Dan, oh man with the gun in hand
I leave your blood squirting
No offense, I'll put your face on the chest of a sweatshirt
Every time evil come my way
I make it rest in peace
That was not a gun bar
That ain't what you get from me
Focus more on metaphors
This is not
it off the top, T-O-P
I gotta say it i spray it
Never delay it the second I mayday it
Goddamn, I’ma get it on, gotta get it on
Gotta spit it, I get it
her
She done went fucked on my brother
We come from the gutter
That mean we gone share to each other
I make a song either hit or it miss
Money all on me
just pray that we get old
My niggas is gone
If they was not in the field
I won't put they name in a song
I been in the zone
Callin' my niggas from
They say I'm outta pocket
That I should prolly stop it
All these chains I'm copping
They Prolly think I'm robbin
But I be more like Batman
Greenbay
their hours on how to get more from much less
They'll have rules about age, they'll be right and your rage will be seen as just pure selfishness
cs
I gets it in all day
In the studio all work, no play
I could pay a visit to your block all day
Fuck what ya’ll say I spit raw hard yay
Millz twisting
From his foes he did not hide
It's hard to think that this great man is dead (oh yes)
Will the murders never cease
Are thy men or are they beasts?
to San Tropez
Or somewhere close to that
All cause I heard Jay say
It in a fuckin' rap now make that ass clap
I know this ain't that type of song
But I get
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
then I'm telling you hun
You can have it, you can have more than one
I told you she holding my gun
Get scared if you want
But I need me a better one
Yes
Bonnie, be Clyde, fuck ride or die
Take trips and live, keep her by your side
Every girl ain't hood, some good for real
They want more out of life, than
I got a letter from the muthafuckin Ku Klux Klan, man
They say they want to give us a helping hand
With pulling that goddamn trigger
And killin
way to get checks
So give me respect when I get wreck
Or get your motherfuckin' chin checked
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland
Hoping I can
helped
Seventeen, I almost died
By the hands of myself
Buddha say
Stop waiting on saviors
Save the world yourself
Leave crumbs in every single song
in my songs see me in person you gon know it’s real
Glizzy with a perc from bullets get to popping make your body tilt
Just stack it up invest into
but you just a goblin you just a PUSSY aint you Lucky with all this Money Made from Another mans NAME - its a fuckin shame you so lame go jump in your
but you just a goblin you just a PUSSY aint you Lucky with all this Money Made from Another mans NAME - its a fuckin shame you so lame go jump in your
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