Lyrics:
I'm not fucking around
Your making me hold it down
I hope that I'm making you proud
For you I'm Insane
I love playing your game
Only takes two too fuel
very close, I will tell you why
(Hood) Phife, Milo, Dinco and C. Brown
Shaheed, myself, and Busta Bust Down
Will commence to rock (rock), so bring
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made
You know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
I'ma come through nigga down to bring
let you back in this time
I won't let you back in my mind (ye)
I won't let you blame me this time
Hell no (hell no, no)
Finally, I can fly and be
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
but
Now, bet you've heard about this
Marijuana has been shifted by politicians
And voters, to legal, in 19 states and
Counting but the warehousing of so
me
You won't confused that
May going grow screw that
Middle finger chew that
So many trips I need jet fuel
Best believe I abuse that
Big finger my
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
(Oh Yeah) then homeboy just don't blink (Don't sleep)
When you open yo' eyes the game 'gon be mines
and I'm a bring it back to the East (Let's Get it)
Before we leave the mall she asking if we can get Starbucks
My time has arrived you better bring out all ya weapons
You better think twice before you come
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears
'Cause we really
got me shakin like hell when you're licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make you tongue roll
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't
Yeah, it's the remix
We thuggish ruggish niggas always
And ready to bring the war if you hate
We thuggish ruggish niggas always
And ready
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
better count my presence as they down time
I gotta move around, don't have no f*** around time
So, you better just get on back
just (incoherent scats)
she wanna sex me
Text back told the lil bitch Betski
I told her it's a party baby you can bring a bestie
Finna slide on ya water like a jetski
It's
to
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good
[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me,
My
got me shakin like hell when you're licking my toes
From the top to the bottom, make you tongue roll
(chorus)
Let me see you freak your body
I won't
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
the things you said to me)
You took my everything (now I'm coming for you)
I won't back down
I will not bow
(I've come to bring you hell)
And I can't forget
trust in you, Yeah You
If you bring, bring it back to me, yeah yeah
If you bring, bring it back to me
Oh Baby bring, bring it back to me
Yeah Baby, bring
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
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