Showing love, with the fucking in your face New York City have mercy one time, the crew
Hey, you ain't really you and you really down Plus I'm tired of seeing you fucking for face of ground 'Cause when I sit back and think of how you found me It make me react my fucking yammy Now I cock, though my mnd is in the sewer I just kick six pack and then I do 'er But she gets on crowing like a cat the toes got sucked on she don't know how to act Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Backing was like heaven Eleven, years later I tried to And they pass me by like I'm the pharycyde let me puff and lounge with my niggas Don't have no time to fake funk with Don't believe in kids with that cat say Fuck with Fasion get your whole shit bit Spend crazy years with the blues pay I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice But now the crew and we can't be stopped Going around the globe to the props
When I'm in New York, you know what I wanna [Yeah you get props over Com' on, out in Cali, you know what I hear [Yeah you get props over When I'm down in Detroit, you know what I hear [Yeah you get over here] Now when I'm out in Philly, you know what I wanna [Yeah you get props here]
[Psycho I get everyday I gots nothing else to do I'm getting with my niggas `til the night is thru And when the night is thru, I won't a fucking clue Of what tomorrow bring so I pay ten [true] Yo life's kind of funny if you make money Then your days ain't fuckin Excuse me for my But I'm trying to get my last together And bought the crib to be in my bids so never
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Acted like I deserve to it I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you Rabbit, I'm coming at door Tracks behind the stacks yo I'm brought showa I'm showa, unlike others pop u Use a drop dogging that shit you need to stop when I approach and you can't back up What you said Fly you head like that
Now I'm in Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear [Yeah you get props here] Texax, uhh, you know I wanna hear you get props over here] When I'm out in Chicago, you know I wanna hear [Yeah you get props over Out in DC, you know what I hear
Real niggas do real things and that's a And real niggas could lick their hoes in niggas And your down like a heavy price to pay For some bullshit that you even had to say But don't that, 'cause I'm 'ma let you keep your head If I wanted to kill, already be dead I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of to make I got no time for you and all the moves you Taking of business yeah without a doubt And I'm 'ma make a dollars kid before I'm out I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona Going to hand gettin' loot on the corner Life is full of and to rest my brain So I puff the buddha and destroy the pain I gotta a lot of to do, a lot of money to make I got no time for you and all the you fake
I'm in Japan, you know what I wanna hear [Yeah you get props over I'm out in London, you know what I wanna hear [Yeah you get props over Hey when I'm in Norway, you know what I wanna [Yeah you get over here] And when I'm out in Paris, you what I wanna hear [Yeah you get props over in the house