Yes sir, the sound of his voice is a hit Y'all niggaz got me really confused out I make Pimpin'' or 'Give It To Me' one of those Y'all hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st I make some thought shit y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma confuse y'all on this one, follow
When them tops down, chicks tops come down Like when them shots come out, cops come around When them blocks come out I can up a small town Finish off the block then I make my rounds
Stares get exchanged then the fifth out The guy disappear, then the bitch come out "That's him", I'm usually what whisper 'bout Either what chick he with or his chip
'Cause I been doin' since CHiPs was out Erik Estrada, baggin' up at the Ramada Table of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take another on my twenty-fifth hour
Lee's everywhere, game on the flight You see me anywhere, day in the life Only changed the tail number on the flight I can touch down and take off the same
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, even talk to me
is that ignorant shit you like Nigga shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got ignorant shit you love Nigga fuck shit, puta and drugs, c'mon
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, plus weed, c'mon I'm only to give you what you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror Can't even face themselves, don't no rappers They're all weirdos, DeNiros in So don't believe everythin' earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it happens to be as as me And everythin' said in song you to see Then actually, believe half of you see None of what you hear, even if it's by me
And with said, I will kill niggaz dead Cut niggaz short, give you wheels for I'm a K I L E R, see y'all in hell Shoot niggaz through the E.R.
Whoa, this B.R., no S.C. CEO, the next Lyor, no The next of the whole free world And the first I'ma do is free Sigel, go
off the cuffs, unlock the gate It's that ignorant that you love to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. so rude Tell a trick get nuts, eat dick like food
Now see if I if this verse get aired if you mute it, the curse is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my flea collar on, you ticks get off me
I missed the part when it stopped bein Imus What do my lyrics got to do with shit 'Scarface' the movie did more than the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the that's happened to me
Are you sayin' I'm spittin' Is worse than these showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? Let's the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's quit the
'Scarface' the movie did more than the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit that's to me Now stop the 'Til we all sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon
This is that shit you like Nigga shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that shit you love Nigga shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, I'm only tryin' to give you what you Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
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