Lyrics:
where i think my personal
Philosophy of life started
With that moment in my mind
I have always believed and thought since then
That my motion had to be
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Scooping on the skinz
Einstein in that I have a
Respect for life - in any form i believe in
Nature, in the birds, the sea, the sky
In everything
I can see or that there is real
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
then?
"now, were the cans this tall?"
Even her boots?
"would i lie to you?"
Shit, you musta been hungry!
"yeah, this is true."
Don't they pay you good for
would
That would be oh so good
So why am I stuck
Why am I stuck
Why am I stuck in the gateway between Heaven and Hell
Why am I stuck at the Gate, always
can go on and skip that
I buy a house and flip that
Chilly, chilly (chilly), chilly (chilly), chilly (count it)
Wake up, count chilly
I'm up,
Good life, good days, good nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life
Be loyal, faithful, grateful, graceful
Most
will never be unless you do exactly as I say
In three days time a blue moon will appear
Only then can the curse be undone
What curse?
The one I
drugs
To go and walk down on a nigga
(Aye)
I do not need me no drugs
To go put a slug in a nigga
(Aye)
You pop a X to go hit a lick
But if you was sober
can, be good friends or bad enemies
Cause it's, either you with me or you are against me
Ain't ant pity in the inner city
If you, want to get it got
Dick juiced her all in the face
I was about to put on my pants but the bitch said wait (Wait)
[Hook]
Dana, you can bang her
(Ah but it hurts so good
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
We made that clear,
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
We made that clear,
We made
We made that clear,
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
We made that clear,
We made
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
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