Lyrics:
I catch more eyes than niggas daughter at they sweet 16
Cause I'm that Ill, when you rap EW
I body beats then burn em tell me how that feels
Tanisha
told ya
This means war, as if by Sister Souljah
To think that the X would ever take a fall
After gettin all of this, man you're crazy
and stuntin'
'Cause we had to work harder, was hustlin'
Play your card 'cause we
Know that you bluffin' (Yeah, hey)
I got two cars, nigga, two cribs
Big body
in
Any work I touch I can move it in two nights
I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures
It's speed bumps and potholes on this road
That's why suckers they couldn't bone shit
Fool that body's a temple
Plus her older brothers just might lynch you
If you slippin'
Dreams of tinted windows
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
As long as my two hands
a body for the body like that
But they ain't got it, they ain't got it
They ain't got it, they ain't got it
They ain't got it like that
I pull up, then
that I’m catatonic/
2nd Verse:
I catch malice from Alice/
Wants me back at her palace/
While I manage through traffic/
She wants me on her mattress/
Yeah
2:15, I need Green
Tool in the sweats, by any means
I been possessed
Know what that mean
Wu tang I been all out for the
Ya know?
Mean the breesh is
after them albums the will baby
Couldn't take a bad deal if I wanted to
My whole crew would chew me out for a month a two
Home runs homie
What you
and spray
I'm known better, still moving deuce a day
Two, that's two keys, I still move the yeah (ya,yo)
Found a newer way, my crew do and say
Fist fights
Somewhere in your city somewhere in your hood
Somewhere in that project everything seem good
From the outside in but you inside out
And you work
to survive in the hood everyday
Takes, everything you work with
Everything you got quick
From the cops wyle off the product
Show em what helped a lot but
and roarck, a show like this, uh uh, uh uh, I don't know any body.
Check, check to tha mic check, a 1, 2 from a crew commin' through, are ya hyped yet, nowa
and roarck, a show like this, uh uh, uh uh, I don't know any body.
Check, check to tha mic check, a 1, 2 from a crew commin' through, are ya hyped yet, nowa
closing up my eyes
Got me working on my body
And my motherfucking eyes
Caz my circumstance be trapping
And I'm on the pressure plate
I be trying to live
You're in a privileged position to
Learn a thing or two
You got the right to wear something tight
And have the time of your life
Come bounce with
the Pope
I gotta be a pimp or sellin dope
Cause in this town, it's goin on
And brothers doin that can't live too long
So what's my option, do it or not
La-la-la-la-la (love it)
La-la-la-la-la (live it)
La-la-la-la-la (love it)
La-la-la-la-la (live it)
[ VERSE 2: Ces ]
Now as a female I must represent
Cause
at the flesh like it was two of you
They came to the service on a Friday afternoon for you
They had that memorial stadium by the atrium
I knew my haters
I'm bleeding just to make profit
Get off that pavement
Shots gon' scrape on by on your body
Never gon' say too much
Never gon' pray to God
Never gon'
Oi, I'm on violence, I'm on crud
I treat them opps like pot
Man I'm tryna leave everyone rubbed
My bro slapped two then passed it
That there's
now
Determined by that dice, you only roll twice
You broke now
Don't regret it now
Work twice as hard to get half as far
Love has legs, feet
Yo, live nigga advocate
Renaissance B-Boy
2 by 4 flow, but I could never be bored/board
I'm takin' out you posers and you decoys
She like, "Tay,
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