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[Chorus]
22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
That's how we live it is what it is
We run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
We know where you live it is what it is
If we can't eat then your team can't live
That's how it is it is what it is
Nigga that's how it is it is what it is
Nigga that's how it is it is what it is
I'm crippin' everyday token meet Jamaica
My pistol get it poppin' like the pistons and the pacers
I'm the messenger of misery I move discrete
You kiddin' me my victory is in the jaws of defeat
Then these haters wanna kill me 'cause my dreams is reality
The sig with the beam will cause a fatality
Just caught a case but it's a minor technicality
With shooters on the street prosecutors keep houndin' me
What you know about Grammy speeches sandy beaches
Pales that seedless four pounds and sweepers
Movie features groupie divas deals wit sneakers
Secluded in the woods from the snakes and leaches
I'm makin' money on the road homie autographin ass
While you on a silver horse with your metro pass
For every dollar you make nigga I make a G
Damn it feels good to live life like me
[Chorus]
Its spider and big yay, we doin' it which way?
Real big 'cause he stay where the rich stay
We get it crackin' like a high school ditch day
Ghetto mackin' is how I do the inch pay
A Escalade and a two che six tray
But his life is the price that the snitch pay
But its polital my paper sprowtin'
My girl get upset I don't take her out and
My choice of occupation make her doubting
Ill be out the front door I can't take the poutin'
I'm about anything that'll make a mountain of this mula
Ooh all the cake I'm countin'
See the games too deep I can't shake I'm scoutin' the clout
A fast line like the Lakers shoutin'
Tryna have me a flat wit some acres
Out in the boon docks so I move without them fakers
[Chorus]
I'm filthy so stop hatin' the milli's what I'm waving
You guilty by association you payin' for operations
Your kids be orphans coughi'n up orchids
We sprayin' up your Benz you layin' in coffins
Its gunit click nigga you love what we spit nigga
My wrist glist and glitter 'cause we sittin on six figgas
Yo its all about the benjamins feel the adrenalin
Yo we killin' 'em wit' beats from Dre and Eminem
Your bitch keep runnin' me I know she feelin' me
My last cap and gown was in elementary
The kid is back the kid is crack
I'm hot hot the way we rap we blazin' tracks
You not not and em on the beat I had to hire Marshall
So we keep the club packed full of fire marshals
Nigga 'em on the beat I had to hire Marshall
So we keep the club packed full of fire marshals
[Chorus]
Back to: TONY YAYO lyrics22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
That's how we live it is what it is
We run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
We know where you live it is what it is
If we can't eat then your team can't live
That's how it is it is what it is
Nigga that's how it is it is what it is
Nigga that's how it is it is what it is
I'm crippin' everyday token meet Jamaica
My pistol get it poppin' like the pistons and the pacers
I'm the messenger of misery I move discrete
You kiddin' me my victory is in the jaws of defeat
Then these haters wanna kill me 'cause my dreams is reality
The sig with the beam will cause a fatality
Just caught a case but it's a minor technicality
With shooters on the street prosecutors keep houndin' me
What you know about Grammy speeches sandy beaches
Pales that seedless four pounds and sweepers
Movie features groupie divas deals wit sneakers
Secluded in the woods from the snakes and leaches
I'm makin' money on the road homie autographin ass
While you on a silver horse with your metro pass
For every dollar you make nigga I make a G
Damn it feels good to live life like me
[Chorus]
Its spider and big yay, we doin' it which way?
Real big 'cause he stay where the rich stay
We get it crackin' like a high school ditch day
Ghetto mackin' is how I do the inch pay
A Escalade and a two che six tray
But his life is the price that the snitch pay
But its polital my paper sprowtin'
My girl get upset I don't take her out and
My choice of occupation make her doubting
Ill be out the front door I can't take the poutin'
I'm about anything that'll make a mountain of this mula
Ooh all the cake I'm countin'
See the games too deep I can't shake I'm scoutin' the clout
A fast line like the Lakers shoutin'
Tryna have me a flat wit some acres
Out in the boon docks so I move without them fakers
[Chorus]
I'm filthy so stop hatin' the milli's what I'm waving
You guilty by association you payin' for operations
Your kids be orphans coughi'n up orchids
We sprayin' up your Benz you layin' in coffins
Its gunit click nigga you love what we spit nigga
My wrist glist and glitter 'cause we sittin on six figgas
Yo its all about the benjamins feel the adrenalin
Yo we killin' 'em wit' beats from Dre and Eminem
Your bitch keep runnin' me I know she feelin' me
My last cap and gown was in elementary
The kid is back the kid is crack
I'm hot hot the way we rap we blazin' tracks
You not not and em on the beat I had to hire Marshall
So we keep the club packed full of fire marshals
Nigga 'em on the beat I had to hire Marshall
So we keep the club packed full of fire marshals
[Chorus]
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Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Songwriters: Staley, Karen / Williams, Steve
Album: Thoughts of a Predicate Felon [Bonus Track]
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