I got the complex The rough neck statue, the jury factor results in bone Manufactured sounds and Got me scramblin like football Johnny (unite us) god I trust I don't need to get paper every I bust Maybe, do it for charity Now my label wanna me for my royalty I guess what you get for loyalty a bitch, don't take the shit personally
Life's a "bitch", take it personally Life's a "bitch", take it personally a "bitch", don't take it personally Life's a "bitch", don't take it
Beatch! Call me a advissery Known to bust cherry on a berry Now tell me how much weight can your carry And tell me how far have you now? I'm sick of all these rock b-boys who think they down Cuz they have a tattoo and they hat round They call my sons, just me Sam who I am boy, we ain't fam This the Sopranos, know I roll with the Rhythm Cubanos And millions get So get the fuck on I give you a tray And even I drive the valley in my blinged up whip I don't no evil, pumpin full clip Cuz you ain't nuthin but a to me By you'll be history
Beatch! Yo I motivate to my oral linguistic Mystical science, act up get slapped for a nine compliance Catagorize me with giants I'm callin shots like my man Hern I can't mix your burn, while you your turn I get respect in this hear, and that's to earn I do it for the paper, I got money to burn My motivation is rock the whole nation Make a roll scholar, out of dust And all you drug addicts with your tactics You might go to jail if this hards stick
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