Lyrics:
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
And when you Fall
I'll be right there next to you
I love you more every season
Every night we like the old school Lakers, we three-peating (KOBE!)
Baby don't
through the net jump a Corvette with a triple pirouette
but off the court he had a few temptations copulations
no moderations by 24 he had 3 pregnations
everybody hugs
Got a couple numbers and I made a few bucks
If you wanna throw down we can buy some more drugs
One Two Three Four
you shawty?
You don't like to think too much do you shawty?
You just wanna have crew love she acting naughty
She just wanna spend new bucks she acting
want
Lemme tell you my dream
Number 1 get the guap by any means
Number 2 put on for your family
Number 3 make sure they know who they see uh or they know
on and J's with a lot of bucks
And you ain't gotta know me
You could tell my dollars' up
Poppin' collars in the club, turnin' bottles up
And all the models
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There was no love for us (nope)
So we did what we did just to make a buck played around we're fucking nuts (crazy)
Hope them
me(chea)
I can take yo bitch for free(for real)
Selling brick and smoking trees(ha)
Making flips and paid by 3(lets go)
She give me love when i tell her i
three cheffings
By the time he came home, it would've been P-7
Hmp's the only time I'm watchin' Keith Lem
Won't see me on WhatRappersWore in all black
a dragon's in my way
By my hand it's slain
It's my walk, it's my talk
How I look down the block
I won't fuss, I don't fuck
With you dear like a Buck
If you
Starting a soul train line, I'm bout to get in the groove
I love making this music I'm bout to give them some more
I need a mic check, one, two, three, four
what's behind the facade we call life
To the 5th dimension you would never try
I think it might just be suicide
But fuck it we all gonna die one day
I'm
Ah! Yea! Yea! Yea!
I would
Yea!
I would
Yea!
I would do a whole lot to be by your side, I would
Yea, Baby take a bullet, call you mine I would
Yea,
'em
I already blast 'em
My name is P (P) I'm from the D (D)
The area code (code) is 3-1-3 (3)
I run with Trick
(Trick) I (Kid) with Rock (Rock)
I love
mistakes in this new era I’m highly motivated overall more focus then some college kids on adaril In study hall I’ve graduated from less love to most hated I
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
Ah, yeah, we finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two
Mystic Stylez, Three Six Mafia in the ho
We finna do that shit
Mafia
Roll up two or three
Don't interrupt me while I'm on the phone though
The nigga wit the Neo & the Morpheus clothes
I barley pay attention
Got nothin
Rule number one
If you ever tell a lie then you gone
Rule number Two
Don't stab me in my back and do me wrong
Rule number Three
The love you got for
people deflate my ego..
The merch that we sold..
The streams and views that saved they souls..
I'm humbled by the love yall show..
You make all
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild
but he had a touch of class and a million buck smile
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile
Thug
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
by see I'ma be like buying her
shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
but see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
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