(and you talking that shit) Rich rap scholar (and you talking that shit) We plan to live forever (don't be talking that shit) You better get your shit
(and you talking that shit) rich rap scholar (and you talking that shit) we plan to live forever (don't be talking that shit) you better get your shit
's buyin', I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just huntin' nut Young Money runnin' shit
at a serious speed One more conviction was all I need This shit was for real This was no La-Di-Da-Di Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody
at a serious speed One more conviction was all I need This shit was for real This was no La-Di-Da-Di Cause the boys had to pin the shit on somebody And
this I give her 1,000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit Im wealthy and Im Healthy so cut off that boy you kickin wit Give her 1,000
buying, I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money running shit
where you got that from, that Vibe article bruh The press'll turn your family against each other for 'fetti, to sell a book Besides we all talked already
, 'til you start to stagger and shit Watch how them hollows straight, rattle ya shit And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and shit That's
re on that reefer and on that Tupac In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta shit
dancing face to face With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace Welcome to the land of flame and fizz Where you will learn that packaging is all that
think That we bone thugs don't know what we do We let 'em think that we playin' the heat And celebratin' Eazy's victory, blowin' my week And well it ain't that
. I got somethin' for him and him, and then them niggas that you bring back thinkin' you can win. Fuck your friends. Everybody talk that shit, nigga.
were you cant concentrate/ releasin and through em we bomb on hate/ real life comin atcha real life shit can happen real life talkin to ya, now holla
and chains Grippin' grain and poppin' trunks, Dawg that ain't me These elbows hit the scene back in '83 I stay street with it, dun asked that You can
talked it out like players But now I'm on some gangsta shit What possessed this muthafucka to try to punk me? What possessed this muthafucka to tell me fuck me? Guess, he thinks that
that be on flat And that one tire left a sign of hope That helps you to keep on grinding when you kinda broke That helps you to keep composure up around your folk That
