Lyrics:
I'm first
So Ahmad and The Jones' is on our way up
Yup, we said that we was gonna make it since a kid
And we finally did, but
Sometimes I still sit
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's
I got a beard, yo i got a beard, YO, it's lookin kinda weird cause it's outta control, i got a beard, yo i got a beard, YO, it's feelin kinda weird
go out to Miami and get stung by a bee
I hope yo kids eat yo groceries up in under a week and bitch
I hope you drop a blunt and it go under the seat
if his money short
(Girl how you ride)
Keep it real with Yo nigga
Pop a pill with Yo nigga
Back ya bags hit New York and get a deal with Yo niqqa
Its yo life baby let me be the one in it
Maybe its some other shit that's really wrong wit' me
But the way she gave it up was like a robbery
So I'm
karate man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put your hands up y'all it's love in here
It ain't shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug
inside my grandma house
Yo bitch, she love the gang, I put it in her mouth
I might tie yo kids up and pistol whip yo spouse
Hunnid gas bags, nigga
Eh yo, eh yo, Ice water
Don't get it twisted, we'll shoot yo' ass, nigga
Haha
Y'all mothafuckas got about fifteen seconds to live
Yo, it's a new
up be my last request
Yo, yo if I had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a Nantucket
Then
let's just fuck
"Yo I like the song where you say what-what"
Hang up, call me back when you bout some butt
What?
[Kid Capri]
Now where
let's just fuck
"Yo I like the song where you say what-what"
Hang up, call me back when you bout some butt
What?
[Kid Capri]
Now where
(Jack it up, jack it up)
Hey yo, what's your prize tonight?
(Yes, we have to jack it up)
I see it in your eyes
(Yes, we have to jack it up)
You'll be
run you?
M: Yo man, two G's
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don't know
M:
it's a battle of the mind
Waiting for redemption, surviving in a bind
Yo, talk about paying the ultimate price
Hurricane been incarcerated all
this song cry
(had to make this song cry)
I see the pain lying in yo' eyes
I ain't mean to make yo' heart cry
(mean to make yo' heart cry)
I'm stone-cold
turnin' me on
Takin' me, makin' me wanna bounce wit' you
It's alright, we got all night to smoke an ounce or two
Get up and clap yo' hands
Come
turnin' me on
Takin' me, makin' me wanna bounce wit' you
It's alright, we got all night to smoke an ounce or two
Get up and clap yo' hands
Come
killah priest]
Niggaz bop yo' heads to this, real shit
Call up yo' cliques to this, it's realness
You feel this in yo' streets and village
Spare that new
doggystyle on a hamper
You'll get ripped apart, that's it with darts, you kids ain't smart
Pop, pop, pop, I lit the dark, from the wizard door, come get some
you know I don't squeal
Long Island's a country club
For oldies bands playing oldies songs yo
It's just a surf rock thing
Surf rock thing, a surf rock
this kid's born?"
I said, "It's a blessing as mad as it is
And Les', I never even knew you were having a kid"
Bro, she's four months pregnant, young
gone hit it
Yo bitch wanna get down yo bitch wanna get down
Yo bitch wanna get down yo bitch wanna get down nigga
I hope she ain't committed cause nigga
on shake it! Come on shake it!
Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup now?
What up now? Hahahahah
(Yo Red, Come on, get back to the track man, I
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