Yes sir, just the sound of his is a hit Y'all niggaz got me really out there I 'Big Pimpin'' or 'Give It To Me' one of those Y'all hail me as the greatest writer of the century I make thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off really confuse y'all on this one, follow
When them tops come down, tops come down Like when them shots come out, make come around them blocks come out I can wake up a small town Finish off the block then I make my mall
Stares get exchanged then the fifth out The tough guy disappear, the bitch come out "That's him", I'm usually they whisper 'bout Either chick he with or his chip amount
'Cause I been doin' this since was out Watchin' Erik Estrada, up at the Ramada Table full of powder, AC 'Bout to take shower on my twenty-fifth hour
Spike everywhere, game on the flight You see me anywhere, day in the life Only thing the tail number on the flight I can touch and take off the same night
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you can't get off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, don't even to me
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I got that ignorant you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, plus weed, c'mon I'm only tryin' to you what you want Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
They're all actors, lookin' at in the mirror backwards even face themselves, don't fear no rappers They're all weirdos, in practice So don't believe everythin' your earlobe captures, mostly backwards
it happens to be as accurate as me And said in song you happen to see Then actually, believe of what you see None of you hear, even if it's spat by me
And with that said, I will kill dead Cut short, give you wheels for legs I'm a K I double L E R, see y'all in Shoot straight through the E.R.
Whoa, ain't B.R., no This S.C. CEO, the Lyor, no The leader of the whole free world And the thing I'ma do is free Sigel, go
off the cuffs, unlock the gate It's ignorant nigga that you love to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so Tell a trick get these nuts, eat dick food
Now see if I care if this get aired Even if you it, the curse is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my flea collar on, you lil' get off me
I missed the part when it stopped bein 'bout What do my got to do with this shit the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit happened to me
Are you what I'm spittin' Is worse these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? Let's the bullshittin' we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin'
'Scarface' the did more than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit happened to me Now the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin',
This is that ignorant shit you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, precise, c'mon I got that shit you love Nigga shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you Nigga shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon I'm tryin' to give you what you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
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