gonna split us back in two Tired of living in a cloud If you're gonna say shit now you'll do it out loud It's 2:45 in the morning And I'm putting myself
Translation: Smith, Elliot. 2:45 am.
m gonna split us back in two Tired of living in a cloud If you're gonna say shit now you'll do it out loud It's 2:45 in the morning And I'm putting myself
of a hustler. I am a hustler I am Gangster. I am a hustler, I am a gangster. We nah informer, it?s the life of a hustler. [Verse 2:] Deal with it, don
face out the ride (Chorus x2) Styles P: If you forgot my name or my style i'm the ghost with the hornet flow and corner style with a piece of shit car With two 45
soon haters im still dancin, young, black and handsome Sean Jean 2 peice smellin better than ?? New York Nicks, courtside, nigga And1 I can stop making the bands, cuz i am
't know. you better believe me. Boosie: Ladies and gentlemen its Boosie Boo, King of Louisiana i done been the truth. if you dont know better ask somebody. i am
Old Lovas Young at heart Puppy lovers Big old kids Both of us Co-exist Hand in hand We will be ripe [verse 2:] Old lovas, at 45 a song that'
eating, clean ass dishes Gangsta Grillz bitch, I am still the dentist Hit this motherfucker, like Willy McGuiness I coach the winners, they throw Gatorade on me Silent .45
I don't give a fuck like F.E.M.A. Me and Hin off in the Beamer, that 745 Brick Squad right behind, they got seven .45's (Yo Gotti) All I do is win, I
huge clip hangin outta the bottle (29) the size of a bottomless pit (30) Like POOF, like I am a magician (32) Every goon, you gotta be hit, reduce the size of your clique (31) I am
John Deere ?, earth tones in the winter Purp rolled in a rillow I am on my John Lithgow Out of this 3rd Rock, n-gga it it out I am on my Tom Brady y'all
1 Orale 2 Orale pues it's me 3 The L-I-L R-O-B 4 The wicked little vato with those wicked rhymes for SD 5 San Diego, Southern Califas man controlling
end of time December 31st, 1999 People buying up army surplus things Afraid of what the new year will bring I live back in the woods, you see Y2K don