Lyrics:
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
's all I know)
Never trust a bitch, that's all I know
(That's all I know)
Oh man, bet that money make her to a backflip
Hundred bands stashed in
come in this bitch I'm
Too fly
I'm up in the clouds I'm too high
I'm yay I'm that guy
They walking you down no drive by
That beam on you head like bright
never ever seen peace
Unless it was a piece that I
Was packing on the block
Hard times ain't too far
That's why I stay strapped
And pray to God so that he
Amaretto
Til my eyes is almond yellow
That nick jay that Janay, sworn to hello
Stay armed for niggas who try
To harm a fellow
Cause I winks to ya chick, rock
is He who has created the heavens and the earth in six days, when His throne was on the water
That He might test you, which of you is the best in deeds
cuz I've never once folded or shown no movement
Put the Tool to Man in a better-known show, that's Home Improvement
Called up the salon and they ain't
stick the dick inside em, like mariah carey, high notes she sings
Woke up in the morning feeling like the man
Last night yo bitch had that pussy poppin
a man of few words, got the same dry humour
You were making a joke after being told about the tumour
But without God changing me, I'm afraid of who I'd
and ronnie
Black lonnie, d-mack, and michael
{*blam*} ha ha! a.k.a. psycho (what?!)
Me and nick styles used to get piles of cash (c'mon!)
My man reg kept
house looking slick
It's like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Saint Nicks
Honey was thick, I was
Glizzy KB we was running shit on Lowe
Twoino gone be free I swear that nigga coming home
I gotta reach my goal
Baby I was thuggin I felt all alone
Now they
Junior high, nigga I drive
Get what you got if it's off by a nose
This shit for the house but this ain't no Lowe's
Grabbed me some pots cause I live by
I try to find myself
And while I do that I disguise myself
To a point where I feel I'm by myself
But man fuck all that
Yeah, yeah
Man done all that
Fuck it hey Buck, I told you, my nigga
Turn the track up a little bit
In my ear drums, man, need to hear that
Detail it's so gangsta
Snoop Dogg i
RIP my babies nigga
Whole lotta dog shit on us, these niggas can't fuck with us man
Ayy, huh
Ten racks on me, thick bitch with me
Four-nick on me,
I'll recruit ya
I talk with slang that swang like Slick Rick chain
King Tut's my new nick name
I'm at the Knicks game when it's on
I get Nuggets so
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
a nigga took a knee for the ones that was killed by the murderous police
Cus' you a Greek god and I'm the real one
You turn the other cheek and I'm tryna
the punishment for him who intended an evil act with your wife, except
That he be put in prison, or suffer a painful torment
Joseph said, It was she that sought
drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw
Up on the Hill
There's an old cul-de-sac
Where I finally learned how to pray
Surrounded by all
Of the brothers and sisters
That I made while
conscious my sisters
And by your worst, you will get paid
Look, you can do moves on the street
Id rather spit bars on the beat
Id rather that than nick cars
a poncho
Like a pizza man at papa John's I jus want the dough
Nigga got his ye's stolen thought he was very buff
Mane That shit fucked up what they did too
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