i got a feelin nigga grillin and my $ be the root, look up at da stars she like honey where the roof?
pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin roof, even once had a job pourin top on her roof, dat boy had it hard no forsaw its da truth,
so now wen i manaj and get massaged its da proof,proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin sodas takin..
paper dat would make ….take dem photos naked,listenin to niggas like whistlin dat wiggie williams,
i flip my middle finga im chillen on 20 million,da room has turned me on im masterbatin at da top,
these hoes so excited to dey cathin every drop,
im dodgin the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica,
we cut down the weed,bury the paper on the makers, martin had a dream,
barn got high, i still do both but somehow i got by,
preflo payed,mike vick payed, bobby brown stray,
whitney lost weight,
kimbo slice on da pad wen i write,dat may why the money lookin funny in the light,
but wouldn’t really care if u just throw it in the air,
celebratin wealth pourin moet in her hair, excuse me her weeve, the blue is her weed, trunk full of white ….
smell like blue cheese,dat boy get salad, beefbow movement,
BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin foolish,
shawty sittin low, big thangs poppin,
tip on da glock from a crip up in compton,shootin at da cops,
fuck 1 time, i gave her 2 da block,
i fucked 1 time, we boys in da hood and nigga u lil trey,
so press ya appetite we takin ya lil tray,
love my handgun but my choppa still da shit,
banned in 1994 but im 2 legit 2 quit,99 to 6 kilos was the shit,
but dat be batter den roofin dat shit be bad 4 ya skiiin,
niggas was rutheless and lord knows dat ive sinned, but i thought about my future in the loops like a pin, walked out on da gig and i turned 2 da streets,
kept my name low key, i aint heard from in weeks,
i came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically,
i did it 4 da city but now everybody madd at me,
mothafuk em all, and sweat from my balls,
if i drop anotha album i did dat 4 my dogs, 10 maybox everybody ridin big, i just sit back like look wat i did, den i bow my head and thank 4 forgiveness, once i said my prayer everybody back 2 business,
smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant, ppl lookin from a distance think im big daddy cunk,reincarnated, spirit of a g, beef ill make u dinner, take a seat so we could eat, afaracon orra, paws on the port, u eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork,
niggas ain’t loyal snakes slithered in dey coil, im laughin at u cuz i kill u niggas wen im bored,
we steppin on ya crew until u mothafukkas crush, nd make da sweet love 2 every women dat ya lust,
I love to pay her bills, can’t wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama,
I ain’t askin for a cent
Burn the house down, gotta buy another
don’t forget the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafuka,
2 anotha chapter, paper dat i captured, caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter, homicide is zooming and nigga u lookin funny, woman love 2 stare cuz dey kno dey c da cash,
i open up my mind about openenin bank accounts, deposit a 100 staks,
break up now take it out, baby dats a gift, maybe u could live,
i knew it wouldn’t work but i just like 2 give, used 2 run da st,
young niggas bad feet, now im in da suites and eatin crab meats,
ice so right, otha rappers envy,dey callin all my jeweler up askin wat he spendin,
thinkin bout BOSS not thinkin bout dem here’s a letter 2 my enemies wen i wont sin
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pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin roof, even once had a job pourin top on her roof, dat boy had it hard no forsaw its da truth,
so now wen i manaj and get massaged its da proof,proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin sodas takin..
paper dat would make ….take dem photos naked,listenin to niggas like whistlin dat wiggie williams,
i flip my middle finga im chillen on 20 million,da room has turned me on im masterbatin at da top,
these hoes so excited to dey cathin every drop,
im dodgin the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica,
we cut down the weed,bury the paper on the makers, martin had a dream,
barn got high, i still do both but somehow i got by,
preflo payed,mike vick payed, bobby brown stray,
whitney lost weight,
kimbo slice on da pad wen i write,dat may why the money lookin funny in the light,
but wouldn’t really care if u just throw it in the air,
celebratin wealth pourin moet in her hair, excuse me her weeve, the blue is her weed, trunk full of white ….
smell like blue cheese,dat boy get salad, beefbow movement,
BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin foolish,
shawty sittin low, big thangs poppin,
tip on da glock from a crip up in compton,shootin at da cops,
fuck 1 time, i gave her 2 da block,
i fucked 1 time, we boys in da hood and nigga u lil trey,
so press ya appetite we takin ya lil tray,
love my handgun but my choppa still da shit,
banned in 1994 but im 2 legit 2 quit,99 to 6 kilos was the shit,
but dat be batter den roofin dat shit be bad 4 ya skiiin,
niggas was rutheless and lord knows dat ive sinned, but i thought about my future in the loops like a pin, walked out on da gig and i turned 2 da streets,
kept my name low key, i aint heard from in weeks,
i came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically,
i did it 4 da city but now everybody madd at me,
mothafuk em all, and sweat from my balls,
if i drop anotha album i did dat 4 my dogs, 10 maybox everybody ridin big, i just sit back like look wat i did, den i bow my head and thank 4 forgiveness, once i said my prayer everybody back 2 business,
smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant, ppl lookin from a distance think im big daddy cunk,reincarnated, spirit of a g, beef ill make u dinner, take a seat so we could eat, afaracon orra, paws on the port, u eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork,
niggas ain’t loyal snakes slithered in dey coil, im laughin at u cuz i kill u niggas wen im bored,
we steppin on ya crew until u mothafukkas crush, nd make da sweet love 2 every women dat ya lust,
I love to pay her bills, can’t wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama,
I ain’t askin for a cent
Burn the house down, gotta buy another
don’t forget the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafuka,
2 anotha chapter, paper dat i captured, caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter, homicide is zooming and nigga u lookin funny, woman love 2 stare cuz dey kno dey c da cash,
i open up my mind about openenin bank accounts, deposit a 100 staks,
break up now take it out, baby dats a gift, maybe u could live,
i knew it wouldn’t work but i just like 2 give, used 2 run da st,
young niggas bad feet, now im in da suites and eatin crab meats,
ice so right, otha rappers envy,dey callin all my jeweler up askin wat he spendin,
thinkin bout BOSS not thinkin bout dem here’s a letter 2 my enemies wen i wont sin
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