Lyrics:
washing by myself
Packing all the garbage checking on the Bells
Sipping of a pills paying of a bills washing of a steal
She don't even do anything i just do
[Big Gipp talking]
Hello what's happening world?
Yo this Big Gipp I've been called down
By Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz
To tell you what's really
better play dat shit you owe me twenty baby better pay
Dat shit got twenty bag son better blaze dat shit they said I wasn't seeing
Twenty but I made dat
pronto you can't up those then im outta there ooh I'm outta there we takin shit outta there tote big guns big dummy run fuck boy come he outta here
Can't
It feels like I fell off
I ask myself, If I wasn't doing this music
Would I be better off or we'll off
My biggest enemy's my inner me
Paranoid by
In this world
There will be people who want to bring you down
But do me a favour, son, and keep fighting
Don't listen to their writing
You better
sound
she better hope, that you better mind
mix me over my, debt (left,let?) be wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!)
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bars breaking niggas like a Kit-Kat
Mama told me I'm the one just like a Big Mac
You better than V? Doubt it
Yo plan need to re-route it
I cant save you
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle
Got to do my bizzle
The only
Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One
and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit, 'fore you lose your jaw
S-L-A-be that's on my life, we ready for war
Who gon represent for Texas,
You gon' want a handout when
You see I made it
Are you mad? You 'dey craze?
You better just forget it
They don't wanna grind
Go get a day job, go bill
been on your mind
You have a face for magazines
And it belongs on a TV screen
Everybody stares when you walk by
And even me no I can't lie
No one can
you can get
Pussy faster than a Big Mac
I owe it to myself to be fly that's what Top Dog taught a boy
Cause instead of Mounds these bitches
one-twenty in Tesla hey
Big bro watch me grow into my better ways It's like a needle in a haystack, you see me with a needle in my veins
Ain't no squares in my
mack
And if you didn't know it's like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
Yeah nigga didn't you know it was like that
I got a big fat
of me see us together
And you really been on my mind
It's a part of me getting this money
Big deal big deal big deal
It's a part of me see us together
willie style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
Ain't a competitor that will better the skill for real
Now that you know
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by
The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
ten four
Think they hot but its a n o
Better pay homage or get sent for
Who dat
Wait back to rap because Im nice as shit
And I blow my mind cause I
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
cost me a couple bands
My boys be rocking there wrists
Look how he dip it
She grab it she smoke it so quick
Its a business you better come correct I'm
don't mind the struggles within
If I can feel the same feelings you do, I'll struggle like you
Without you here who do I compare myself too
I put you high
by the high
No cares on my mind
Couple dares, that is fine
This shit from 'round the back house
More baggies bagged and that roach
In granny's
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