Yo, you what I want? I want the beat to drop right now be thinkin' I'm crazy 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 they Man, I don't know
It's the money that makes get ugly It's the money that these hoes love me It's the money that makes wanna slug me Man, I thought the money would it all lovely Yo, I write what I do or see The from day to day make me say what I say I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, for me And if you see them niggas wet me, wile' for me
Remember the times, the chips we stacked The clips we And all the bricks we cooked from coke to Let my read, "I tried" and from the start I wrote was from my heart So always be number one on my chart I get with my shit, don't fuck with my art Sometimes it like I'm playin' but I'm sayin' This shit is real, it ain't a
They say the good die I these grimy niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on
First it to Stretch then to Pac and Big I'm it can happen to anybody kid So I get vest up I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' up If Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup If you got somethin' to me, shut the fuck up Why do niggas act like they when they know they butt? And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya
listen, if you move I'ma hurt you You'll get your turn to shine later, is a virtue Right now what you need to do is the cash Forget about your Boss bein' mad, save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get stash I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was Alright run before I shoot ya ass I to do this to you but I really need this cash
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine
I know we all gotta go, but I'd to go fast Then again I don't it'd be fun to stick around and go last Man listen, if you really like this shit Nigga call Stoute and I'll write ya shit Call him now before I drop for real 'cause I drop I'ma be chargin' niggas 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 year of the predator, I'm to eat treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get beat Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a a generous guy, take 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' 'round here, nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody 'round fly Why you 'round here with this shit anyway? You high? See, you done made the wrong move, your ass goodbye
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine