love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that I could blow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it know you wouldn't fuck with me if I had no ends probably
anybody who want it you want it? you gonna get it man we gon hit em, chew em up and spit em out too much venom and if you role with 'em we gonna fuck you
wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a while Is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me? The money gonna make you sell your soul [Verse One] Whoa... if
One at a time get out and take off your shine Did you ever think that you would be this rich? Did you ever think that you would have these hits? Did you
nigga you sloppy You know that I'm, 8 levels above you nigga I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga I'm the wrong one to provoke You
skatin' wit another nigga's money YOU LYIN YA ASS off, you know you ain't that tough I'm PULLIN' your MASK off as soon as you act up You know what I came
we're deadly) (Es-E-Esoteric) "operating correctly" If you wanna bring it you can swing it directly It's Mister Lif, "operating correctly" (You can try
MC's stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor not to, jet (nah you ain't goin nowhere) not until you show us you
leavin' Packed up my belongings then it's off into the evening I've knocked upon every little door that comes about I'll sweep ya porch if you can spare
[Intro:] "You ain't shit man, your story's a joke You should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope." [Bridge:] Stay awake little misfit
a wagon wheel, Rock me momma any way you feel. Hey momma rock me. Rock me momma like the wind and the rain, Rock me momma like a south bound train. Hey
this one to tire A desperate man sought to a ? Oh I know you played straight How long I gotta wait for you To pull the trigger and leave But can't you
in a motherfucker I livin larger than a mansion, you hear me? You fear me, you're just a Little House on the Praerie Leave 'fore Hurricane Ak come blowin in All you
I know you'll go away from me You will leave me tonight, but I'll not cry for you If you'll love me tonight, you'll feel your heart like mine When you
stood on the block all day yo hustlin' llelo to see pesos shootin' dice with play-doh packin' potatoes in Tre-AO's if you was too tired to run you fired
run down hoods White bags traded in styles, Indian style Me and Vegas we take paper Wet mines, I wet yours War with you whipping dust off Think you hiding
meet at the tracks to rock the Santa Fe train Pull out your sketch or freestyle it if you think you got game Find a spot to claim or cap a sucka toy if
t no big loss you and I are on the same train of thought so you don't have to tell me where to get off baby I just understood ya if ya leave me baby