Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop now Niggas be thinkin' I'm right? You are crazy I crazy, you are crazy At I don't think I'm crazy I think my shit is hot, I I'm hot You hot but you Why wanna? Man, I don't know
It's the that makes shit get ugly It's the money that makes these love me It's the money that makes wanna slug me Man, I thought the would make it all lovely Yo, I write what I do or see The from day to day make me say what I say When I die my art will be worth more Picasso's cry for me, smile for me And if you see them niggas that wet me, for me
Remember the good times, the chips we The clips we And all the bricks we cooked coke to crack Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and from the Everything I wrote was from my So it'll always be one on my chart I get sensitive my shit, don't fuck with my art Sometimes it like I'm playin' but I'm sayin' shit is real, it ain't a game
They say the good die I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I these grimy niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to Stretch to Pac and Big I'm it can happen to anybody kid So I get up when I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' up If it's Dom that you drinkin' up my cup If you got somethin' to doubt me, shut the up Why do niggas act like they hard when they know they And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya
Duke listen, if you I'ma hurt you get your turn to shine later, patience is a virtue Right now what you need to do is gimme the Forget about your bein' mad, just save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get stash I seen you throw it next to the can like it was trash Alright run along before I ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really need cash
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I know we all go, but I'd hate to go fast Then again I don't think it'd be fun to around and go last Man listen, if you really like this shit Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll ya shit him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop I'ma be chargin' ya'll like Forty a pop To his own, me? I got it while it was cheap mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street
1999's the of the predator, I'm killin' to eat Niggas'll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a treat You're a generous guy, 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' 'round here, ain't slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody here fly Why you 'round here with this shit anyway? Huh? You See, you done made the move, kiss your ass goodbye
say the good die young I guess these grimy live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on
They say the good die I guess these grimy live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on while I keep my eyes on mine