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Mr. Lil One - Lyrics

[Mr. Lil
Where's my G's at Mickey's and wearing Dickies
Throwin up your set with a full of hickies
No I'm not Ricky but I live la vida
Buckin down you socas that be talkin out your
for the smokers, coka for the nose
Peace to all my niggas that be talkin to hoes
Clothes always creased out f**k peace
I'm from the streets where the devil never sleeps
Deep the bangin started slangin tryin to make it
Run up on my shit, you got to murder me to it
tried to fake, tried to make it the way I can
Cause man made the money, money made the man
to the whistle, keep your fingers on the pistol
F**kin wit that crystal makes a dismissed
Every thing you love, and every thing
Don't mean a f**kin thing when a mothaf**kas

Leave it alone f**kin up holmes
You're doin em wrong, doin em wrong
You're doin em wrong, for all the reasons
You got a Karma all the four seasons

[Mr. Lil

Any ways, just day but I'm livin
Givin it all I got for my Tot
Hustlin my shit makin sure it's in spot
Bumpin down your block hear it every where you
Hocus Pokus I was faded I wrote this
PCP bangin who the lokest
Bury you, I'm you, see if I put scare in you
No air in you, left, when I leave you hung
Tattos and hair nets, and vets
Throwin up their sets screamin out f**ked the
Let the dogs loose, gettin off the juice
I'm fightin to get while you're fightin over a bitch
Mothaf**k you both, I'm stickin to my
Terrorfy you bitches when you hear my riches
It's not about my it's all about reality
I'm tryin to my family so why f**k you mad at me

[Mr. Lil One(Talkin)]
Yeah, is to all you back stabbing bitches
All you two hipocrits
You mothaf**kin out there
You who you are
You got karma for that ass
Karma for all the seasons