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