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Mr. Lil One - Lyrics

[Mr. Lil
Where's my G's at sippin Mickey's and wearing
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 bocas
Mota for the smokers, for the nose
Peace to all my niggas that be talkin to hoes
always creased screamin out f**k peace
Nigga I'm from the streets where the never sleeps
Deep into the bangin started slangin tryin to it
Run up on my shit, you got to me to take it
Never tried to fake, tried to it the way I can
Cause man made the money, money made the man
Listen to the whistle, your fingers on the pistol
F**kin wit crystal makes a mothaf**ka dismissed
Every thing you love, and every done
Don't mean a f**kin thing when a sprung

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

[Mr. Lil

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

[Mr. Lil One(Talkin)]
Yeah, this is to all you stabbing bitches
All you two faced
You mothaf**kin haters out
You who you are
You got some for that ass
Karma for all the four