Yeah... hard body
Carter carter Carter yeah
Let's go
Cash Money Young Money motherfuck the other side
They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide
Word to my momma I'm gonna continue balling
'Til they getting out the game it's like coming out of a coma
I'm trying, but I'm normal when this rap shit get boring
All I ask is that you pray for me (Please)
And the beat keep crying and I'mma keep beatin her
Fee I'm fuckin her I'm deep in her, sleep in her
And what happens when the reaper come (huh?)
I'm just hopin that he sends that elevator up
I made enough I ain't make shit
So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (nigga!)
Breakfast yes let's eat wipe ya mouth when ya finished
Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner
To the criminal activity fuck with them they rushing in
Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold
Just ninas, Gina. Just choppers, Robert
Carter II tell me how is you gon stop a riot
I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!)
I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got em!)
Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (GO!)
I'm here motherfucker make room... BOOM!
Young Tune the big kahuna
It's my ocean baby y'all niggas is tuna
Better now than sooner junior
Fly around ya city tryna take a number 2 on ya
I ain't goin nowhere special I won't never leave
Shit I'm already a legend if I ever leave
Game get rid of me? Not little me
Man I got 'em I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B)
I'm hungry like I didn't eat
I want it like I didn't see a meal before seventeen
What the fuck you niggers telling me?
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies
Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but whats new?
Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop
Get fucked so many times til it's fuck you (fuck em!)
So how you wanna do it baby we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit it
Money and murder you my nigga my jelly preserver
I'mma ride baby 'til the judge give me a verdict yeah
Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it
Cause everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah
Now I kill it the mission accomplished
The niggas abolished the bitches astonished
Then they pay homage when did they find it but
Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so
They don't forget it I underline it and
I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin young'un
I been through all that I done done what you sayin
I put it down when the others was playin
When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions
Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter
With the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah
Start 'em ignite 'em I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplying whoo! yeah
Alter a nigger nina talk to a nigger
Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigger
I'm awkward like Cartwright fuck wit a nigger
Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite
Fork in the road I'm always going right
Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights
We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line
It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line
Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines
Semi 9 fit me fine hit a nigga twenty times
Damn then one more to the face (BOW!) just
So they close the casket like I pay to close the case
I'm made straight mafia shit front line
Top rank ready to die for my shit and the obvious shit
If I talk about my robbery they probably get rich
So fuck 'em I'mma let 'em sit
And I ain't duckin cause I'm right here I'm just enough
I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm stepping up
See you fuckin up the money baby that ain't good business
You startin to look like a witness and that this is
For the gangstas and the bitches the hustlers and the hoes
Crossover whatever mainstream know
Cause Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold
You heard it right here if the game was ever told
Lift up ya toes and look under a rug
Trust me there's history under all that dust
So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?)
Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front
Stunna pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt
Lets eat and talk about all them niggers we cut
What? You know what? Lets not fuck up our lunch
Thats real shit if you ever seen such
Church
Tha Mobb
Nigga
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