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Gyeah...Gyeah...Gyeah Folien erstellen Gyeah...C.M.W. nigga 1/2 Oz. And that's gangsta We gon' break it down for ya'll Lil' lesson for ya'll Check it out
(Verse 1) Erstellung von Visitenkarten Niggas recognize the game that I spit Tales from tha street on some gangsta shit Ms. phat bootie bitches with money to get We git the money and leave the pussy wet It's a very thin line between bangin and robbin Big difference from small change to big-timin I've been down for 12 years, still spittin my flow Still in the CPT, still fuckin a hoe Kalender zum Selberbasteln Still mentality "kill at will" Still C.M.W., nigga Eiht and Chill Fuck around and get your cap peeled, that's low Then back to the hood while the pistol smoke I ain't no joke, ya'll best remember I keeps heat nigga all thru december If your body still cold then you must be dead You shoulda listen to the words I said Immobilien Leverkusen
(chorus) Rule #1 -hey- get money Get a ride with switches, fuck a gang of bitches Rule #1 -hey- don't get caught If the One-Time swoop then it's all your fault Rule #1, watch your enemies, friend Cause they'll be the ones fuckin you in the end monrose klingeltöne Rule #1, that's just what we go thru I'ma break it down, nigga just for you
(Verse 2) Night time must be the right time Don't get caught pullin a damn crime Cause that'll have your ass in some shit Probably stuck, you can't fuck with it Webseiten Design From the bottom to the top, rag drops with cops Try to (??) so my car could stop And girl stash the bud' in your bra' And don't get nervous, here comes the law You know the routine, car must be clean T-shirt and dub cap with some bling-bling Yes, they saw the black face with a red bone bitch Must be ghetto bitch, caught me hit in a switch volksmärchen Damn, I thought we was back in the old days Seemin that the ones is back to they old ways Stick and I'ma get stacked, run in them old place Like in the East Side keeps it John Blaze
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(Verse 3) Visitenkarten erstellen Who's that bangin and creepin while I'ma sleepin Try to set up this thing and light me up for the weekend Damn shame, game done did a 360 Hammer girl turned a bitch and done switched like Missy (Elliot) No progress just a serious test To become an MC and try to fuck the rest Have my bill fold, too phat to close Had a thug nigga shot down all my shows Industry (??) got me lookin for cheques In this green leaf hustle on the block with tax My mission is to get it Automatic with the automatic Kick back with no static In the land of the lost, pay the serious cost Thug niggas loose they life, hoe-bitches get tossed One-Times claim the boss, handle this scandalous Try to send niggas to harassin laws Gyeah...
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Break-it-down... ...1/2 Oz. takin over shit for the millenium... ...C.M.W...Gyeah...
