One, two Check me the out I'm now, ha, ha, I'm here now Ya'll should have never let me in the muthafuckin' B They fucked up me in Un done did it to theyselves man I tell ya'll goin' down
Yo, eh yo, you see him, Cam in the BM Wit the Koreans, to G 'em, for land in Take the Lear jet when Thursday night,
Y'all fuck up it's they life Huh, you heard me right Ugh, for Persian white I go to church of Christ, a life First to a nigga for they merchandise
My ball for weight ten grams of coke on they corn flakes To it frosted flakes Oh, these jewels on my You'll say the Lord, I'm My shit some cake You think you can a date?
But yo, your men know my crew, we intend to blow Treat you like Martin Lawrence And end your show When I say no, don't you understand the N or O?
that nigga Jigga said, "Yo, you either friend or foe" So respect my wish, I'm a and wit the gun Is the only time a nigga catch and kiss Check the list, how many I twist Who expected this? Blow over night, or even sex a
But she catch feelings I hit her off On my dick so bad I need to get her off Ask my nigga Digga, or my other nigga Mr. Ah the point we get across, to make it that get across And get sued and I ain't wanna holler rape But you live in the 'burbs, your or your holidays
You where my down niggas at, wha, what You my north side niggas at, wha, what You my east side niggas at, wha, what You where my west niggas at, wha, what
You where my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, You where my Harlem World niggas at, wha, You where my N.O.R at, wha, what You my down south niggas at, wha, what
Check it, eh, yo I wanna walk wit ya'll I don't wanna rhyme, I just need to talk wit How you feel about me? Yo, I I'm pretty hot When I rhyme, niggas grab dick and diddy bop And pull skelly down
And put their ice grill on, like they trust a nigga And walk the club, like they 'bout to crush a nigga I get a nigga mad enough to where he a nigga Dont have a toast, yo, you fuck around and a nigga
You got to love a nigga, the way I what Out they fuckin' throwin' gang signs up Wildin' all out and don't kid where they up Next day ice grill inside a lineup Ya'll time's up
No mean to you I'll your kids quicker than B.C.W. What you mad I see a lot of tightened jaws I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, liking yours Not to nag her, if I could bag her It ain't if I could have her, it's how I'm gonna her
Lay her a cornerback On her back, on the mat Found out that you act We ran through her, you her back? on wit that, you kiss a hoe Yo the bitch leaves You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the to twist the hoe then diss the hoe Choke and threaten to kill her, like her name's Carlissimo yo, trick the hoe and get her dough That was Pryor Richard yo See I done been the world
See I met and I know Mason But still the best nation, is donation So let me somethin' Yo, you change my livin' robbery's a holiday Call it Thanksforgivin', you a turkey
bout you sell weight Nigga you had soul mates, I had mates But now been in the same three hummers For the same summers And love me They stay on the same numbers
You where my down south niggas at, wha, You my north niggas at, wha, what You where my side niggas at, wha, what You where my west side at, wha, what
You my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, what You where my World niggas at, wha, what You where my N.O.R niggas at, wha,
You my down south niggas at, wha, what You where my niggas at, wha, what You where my west side niggas at, wha, You where my east side at, wha, what
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