Lyrics:
kill it
Loose pussy on my dick, should I kill it? never! yes
[michel'le]
See back in the day when we used to play
You wanted to be with me [that's
you're to nosey
All your question after question man its all bullshit
And I ain't going to fuel your fire towards it cha
Who I sleep with in between my
working
Like Jordan keep my Armstrong
And my money long
Cause I rep God he always with me
My skin copper like a penny
Ima keep it 100
Never 50
Cause
Importance of being Earnest
I save money then invest it, you're broke son
Like givin' head to 50 cent, you blow funds
Something
Makes me feel fine
Evidently,
gets buck quick
When he fuck with, and Thoro Headz stuck
Bet you can't budge with the rough niggas
See, it's fifty niggas with me
Is hundred head raw
Not
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
), and we
Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name]
And he who lost was forced to play the wall
And then got hit in the butt with the ball
bread you'd prolly be a damn doctor instead
There's X type of rappers
The fourth I respect the most
The one who puts the hustle in and doesn't only rep
still feel pain
Hit him 'cause he gave you strength
Now you in a daze
Yo homie- is in his grave, cause you-
Y'all know who killed him
Filled him with them
climb the charts
All my real niggas follow
I don't fuck with pussy niggas
Fuck with real bloods, real
Crips, who you foolin', nigga?
Jay Rock, jack
getting stoned
I'm set in stone a trend setter
You can catch me with the tribe
Rolling with the brightside
Down the boulevard
Whole team full of hard
Wise
in sauce
Link up fool, gunplay peek-a-boo, guess who tagging you?
Bring showers through, grab ya bathing suit
We-we-wet 'em all, cannonball, swipe
(yeah)
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that bow
Help, I've fallen, I can't get up
I live in dark, get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, minute man
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
[50 Cent]
Yeah nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear
cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
'Cause we need a little
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
who blessed me"
Are you really tryna joke with him?
Y'all heard what I said?
Pull up against the enemy
Two two steps ahead in my destiny
Few more reps
Diamond chain
Rocks so sharp they cut a wrist
I like a bitch who give me head and ain’t afraid to cut a bitch
Bitch I need the Guap
By the Guap I mean
know by living
In the neighborhood familiar
With those sounds we knew it was gunshots
So automatically you know we started
Taking cover because we
Didn't
to the mood I'm in i'mma be who I am
Sell it to the kids and the crew
They rep and they fuck with it
I don't wanna be another
Rapper with a gimmick
I just
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
do to
Me? You can do whatever
I’m already deceased
You can eat my feces with a
Spoon and a green bowl
You’ll never have shit
Getting green on the Super
hungry, death to these niggas who take from me
I rep for the ghetto and cities, states and countries
White t-shirts and blue dungaries, smokin' on a ton
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