to fill up what I'm supposed to do Nigga You too [CHORUS:] You in my ear but it's money out here And I'm always here When none of ya'll here Which one
100 to fill up what I'm supposed to do Nigga You too [CHORUS:] You in my ear but it's money out here And I'm always here When none of ya'll here Which
it out, yo, check it out I'm 'bout a dollar, son, I see through it, I gotta follow (c'mon) If ya ain't borrow money I gotta holla (holla) Simple and plain
bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that
I'm the funky lil brotha [CHORUS] (I'm just your funky lil brotha) Cause I'm the funky little - brotha (I'm just your funky lil brotha) Cause I'm the funky little - brotha (I
trick me, not the life for me Livin carefree, til I'm buried - and if they dare me I'm bustin on ni**az until they scurry, I'm clearly a man of military
with me Bang with the outlaw click, six since I came out, pull out my pistol, And blow your brains out, pull it my every word like I bullet hollow point
me, I moved out sold a pound a weed, made g's, bought a new house i'm only 17, I'm tha new kid I got me a crew, bought'em jewels, and a uzi but all good
s just me by my lonely so I married my nina. I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho. Never leave home with out my sugar. I'm hafta plug a nigga. Mama
behavior. Off the head, my freestyle flow. Just a couple of motha fuckas that I know. I'm strictly representin 1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha fuckas, Damn, who did I forget? I'm
time I'm givin' trippin' mad I'm crazy Can't nobody fade me And I been goin' insane lately And everybody tryin ta hold me back I'm about to snap You
of perfect, a life of hurtin' Man I still hustle, so I'm dyin certain So I spent your time in poor and working I see no reason So I stay ballin'
time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin you now before I blow up You know what? I
, a life of hurtin' Man I still hustle, so I'm dyin certain So I spent your time in poor and working I see no reason So I stay ballin' season to season
as I swang off a cliff A mob boss, I don't really like rims When it come to these hoes, my hoes are pimps I'm gorgeous George, I'm charge in charge My
