know I'm the man I'm in the V.I.P. cause I'm very im-por-tant (tant) Unfortunately I see some niggaz I can't stand (I can't staind) So I stepped to them
I'm da mayn! [3X] [E-40] Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand Hoes on my dick cause they know I'm the man I'm in the V.I.P. cause I'm very im-por-tant (
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I got cousins, I ain't never met Think I'm big-headed, think I'm all that They say that I don't give to my community But I be likin' what they doin'
I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing Rollin, ridin, slowly
like this, I keep a night stick In case any stick up care, where heat might miss I chicken fry rice bitch in a white trench Bustin' off two macks, I'm like I'm hit Yo, I'm just playin', I
Jackson I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for that action Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you flowin' Ridin' in my drop but I don
and get you a ticket Mine one hundred I dont do false business Ice hockey chest but I don't kick it I'm trap gifted I'm gone get it In my trap house
, so you know I'm all right If niggas want beef, then I give 'em a hell of a fight Yeah, I'm quick to blow a nigga out the frame I'm insane, pushing
followin us Now I'm a little scared But I'm still prepared I'm like one deep wit one gat, nigga I'm here Then I thought to my self, yo I'm near LaGuardia
tourist cause I'm stubborn as a bull I'm a different type of dude and I stick to the rules I'm a real nigga best believe it, I live it and I breathe it
latest bro? I said, I'm tryin to have more chips than Las Vegas hoe She said, Can I roll with you? I get the dicks hard I said, You can work the strips
I wasnt hustlin dope or robbin the blocks Starvin or not, carvin the cheek, palmin the glock I figure which nigga could I watch wit a watch I like to
movin' it, dead float, I'm through with it I'm the shh, na, na, I'm sewerage Whizzy F, baby, I do this here Young ladies Put ya hands on ya knees and
, I let it slide, I said I wouldn't hold my fuckin breathe to get a five, shit I was right I'ld a fuckin died already tryin' I swear to God, I never lied
grand Could use a gun son, but fuck bein' the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom then I'm a be the son of Sam Then call the crew to get live too With
when you come to M.I. I'm gon hold you down, you know it's Freddy P Te hit man of the band, y'all know how I'm doing it now, shit I'm in and out them
