what are you? (what are you) I'm a real motha fucka what are you? (what are you) I'm a real motha fucka what are you? (what are you) I'm gettin money
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you pay? Every time I see you, tha first thing I'm gon' say hey Smile fo me daddy, what you lookin' at? Let me see ya grill, let you see my, what? Ya
it 'Cause I know that you know that I know that you know that I know that (I'm a G.O.A.T.) Hahahaha I'm out y'all, it's been real (I'm a G.O.A.T.) Peace
feel you in person I'll flip the script and I'll accidentally kill you on purpose The baddest when I'm flailing, I got so many furs PETA gonna paint splash
what I'm talking about Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about [Lil' Keke] I
you a bitch nigga Only reason I'm doin this I'ma jus name 5 reasons real quick, got a hundred fifty First - you stole Roc-A-Fella from Dame Second - you
or off duty I murder you brutally when I spit at you My actions are unforgivable Look at what clueminati did to you The maximum lyrical Nigga you minimal
I'm comin' down, I'm actin' bad I'm chunkin' deuces and I'm choppin' up the slab I'm comin' through, I'm tippin' dime I'm show a naked and I'm straight
quick draw McGraw you I could Fifty Two Block you switch my stance up Southpaw, drop you You got small digits, your riches is midgets to mine you sip Ballantine, I'm
' a fool Keep tryin' I'm not goin' to quit The club was packed from wall to wall The gangsta walk is what we call When niggas are buckin' I'm still gonna
bouqet (DJ Paul) I just can't stop I keep on loading my gun I can't be seein' masta stopa Till I fill and I come Cause I ain't no sitcom YOur
what I'm all about But speakin to soon I got blasted When I stepped up out tha Cadillac Vision blur I'm seein' 9-9 I was up on my back seein' a 6
I gone Then you will have to be where I?ve been Have to see what I saw Have to feel what I felt within [2x] [Chorus (2x)] Sure as I live, I know Imma
dolla that I can find, know I'm tal'n bout (Know I'm tal'n bout) [Paul Wall] I gotta get that money, I gotta get that cash I gotta stack bread, cause I'm
Why you peeping me, do you like what you see I bet you never, met a playa like me You staring at me, wondering just who I be I'm sure you'd like to know
have to quickdraw Mcgraw you I could Fifty Two block you switch my stance up Southpaw, drop you you got small digits, your riches is midgets to mine you sip Ballantine, I'm
's what makes you thirsty Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps As you're kicking up the dust And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you
